One little Betta fish
Swimming all alone...

When the wind is whispering
And my heartbeat slows...

A feeling of hope places gently in my hands
The sorrow, it lifts from deep in my soul...

The urge to falter grows by day
My body pleads with the agony...

She floats silently, lifeless
Looking for something to grasp...

For weeks Ive thought of you
And days i cannot remember...

Why profile someone?
People would just judge u...

Newspaper oh newspaper
Filled with abstract words...

My heart will not beat another soundless thud
While the fire flies swim through the darkest...

There is a star on my arm
It brought me so much harm...

Lets start the suffering
Lets squeeze my heart...

A walk along the river
In his midnight Sunday shoes...