We all have our own ways coping with pain
I find myself happy

crying in the rain

At last my feelings conquered,
and I speak no words
Erasing the me's and myselfs

from this world

Smiling in comfort as it comes down to this
How important
my own unimportance is


I find myself
content

walking through the mist

Happy that after me
it would be


as if I never did

exist.