peace or misery?
can you truly tell the difference?
for one such as myself -
alone, tortured, depressed -
i wish for death from both
but none such sweet wish is granted
peace or misery?
i cannot see which is with me now
but i have seen peace in others
and what i feel -
constant as time -
does not resemble it
~
love?
i know not of that sweet smelling flower
so inviting, so promising, so teasing
calling to you in echoes
so you never know where it is really calling from
~
peace? love? misery?
one is with me always
another can only be found in death
yet love is always just beyond my grasp
no matter how far i lean over the cliff to reach it
