If only I knew then what I know now
how would my life be...

I was that flower
which blooms in winter...

He lives in a bubble
with a constant need to blame others...

I pass them everyday
heroes of nature...

You gave me a vision
the ability to paint in words...

How can something you love so dearly
destroy it all with enormous power...

I would like to believe
that it was God by your side...

What God has created
humankind is destroying...

There is only so much I can write
love stories were never my style...

A piece of orange hair stitched into his scalp
he must have forgotten to wear them goggles...

Depression is real
weird thoughts live in my head...

I let my worries fall into water
my body leaning against my favorite tree...