.. it’s as if, dying
is the easiest way out
of this labyrinth.

.. it’s as if, dying
is the easiest way out
of this labyrinth.
I can’t get up.
Where you are, it’s far up.
I’m lying in damp earth—
I can see you from here.
My eyes sting from watching.
I can’t go up—
You’re too far.
I’ll just watch you from here
I’ll keep watching.
Shut the lights
And feel the glow of the moon.
Take everything off—
Your worries, your fears.
In this cold night,
You’ll feel warmth from the inside.
We’re alone now—
We’ve long been waiting for this.
You’re my first real love.
You’re inevitable.
I hate you—
I hate me, too.