Just one little poem I deliver
With nothing left to say
The empty pages of my old notebook
Are beginning to cry for me
As they beg for more
I´m not willing to give in to such simple words
I do not spare
So much of life has passed me by
Around the vision of my mind
I will not come to terms
Without my thoughts
So I don´t write
So I can´t think
The empty pages fill the memories
My heart stops beating
And my head pounds harder