What's beyond the grassy hills, beyond my...
Freedom? to flee free from the demons that rip...

Confusion inherits my soul
absorbs my strength...

What do i feel?
How am i supposed to feel...

His words slashes through my stomach
but don't affect my heart...

*** i wrote this poem about 3 years ago, i still...
i see you, you see directly through me...

When i was a child i used to sit in the darkness...
and stare at the stars gleaming through the trees...