Whole is full

Hole is dark

Wholesome path

seems mindfulness Holy Zen

what are you scared of?

Failing is an achievement if i can feel your love

For you if I live in oblivion you are a sparkling gold

so your star can shine so bright that might just shed some spare love to me

on your way out of burn and feed me

light

In another Galaxy i could flourish

I promise i would be so good and as smooth as silk

if only . . .

On planet earth you could let me walk free

i wish…

you dead so i can live a bit whole

i am not sure i am sorry

how vile is to wish you gone

as all i wanted was some spare change

but with both hands i was born to cry for warmth

and you delivered a hole so whole that pierced both lungs

and left no air to breath

just a hole.

just burn