Through words so painful and intense,
Life seems to be nothing but remorse.
Asking oneself what to do hence,
As all aspects of living are changing course.

Sensing love in the narrow heart,
But the feeling is only peeling
The sanity from your mind.

Imagining you are far from the chart
Of things that may be called a work of art,
Yet many would give away their minds
To be one of your kind.