Loving Life

My tears are gone,

I have spent so much time filling the ocean,

So that the seven seas,

Become eight.

Who can answer me better than me,

I don’t know how to shout,

So instead I love myself,

Because who else would do it?

I have this infatuation,

And it whispers salvation,

Because I can’t save myself unless I am saving others,

So when my job is done,

Saving becomes a distant plan,

My brain has had time to breathe,

But how did I know that it would be snuffed in the fumes of carbon monoxide and failure,

I am high on disappointment,

Have you ever felt like Peter Pan?

I once flew to Netherland,

And it was there where I learned the […]