21 October 2012
Walking down the path There isn't much reaction I alone will laugh Living in my head.
No walks, no talks, No beautiful hawks, No more people inside The confessions I hide.
I alone and no more Pouring onto the floor Feelings will exist As long as words bliss.
Pitying self pity New levels of pathetic Destroy yourself, Start a new.
And mind inside, swirling The circles are turning Monsters shriek, if not There is not a lot.
I alone • Opuss № I