I need to stop this.
This madness...

*this poem is an attempt at a follow-up to another...
Moonlight ripples on the surface...

Escape.
Escape from this madness...

Thoughts bottled up in my mind,
Nowhere for them to go...

I think...
I think I think too much...

Friendship.
Something that can be constructive...

Are you really my friend?
Are you really here for me...

Dreams.
Everyone has them...

Transformation.
Before my eyes you are lost...

Wishing for the rain,
The only thing I want...

Hating you.
Hating me...

I've seen love die so many times.
Most of the time it deserved to stay alive...