every little thing

two hours of complete

isolation...

worlds collide

as emotions run wild...

empty, dry...

at the same time, high...

of what?...

i can only guess...

of her scent?

of her image?

of her?

of her in general...

no one really cares...

except me...

in my world of eternal damnation

in my world of ever thoughtful screams

in my world of torment and despair

light shines

paths reveal

a universe explodes

in a wounded chest...

all I need a day

is one glance at this princess

they call friend

I die happy...

knowing once...

she took the time to look at me....