Don't sleep,
don't eat,
don't think.

as a flower is to a tree,
the tree of my soul,
the flower my kin,
my kin in these earths roll.

don't dream,
don't breathe,
don't be.

all I've seen is pain,
a beautiful way,
to share my brain,
my electrical desire.

don't start,
don't continue,
end.

end the only thing,
that made you be,
what you won't be,
if you want it so..




wich you do.

© Bito_Saiki