The runaway feelings.

If you ever experienced a feeling,
you can not quite put into words.

You have got yourself,
a sanctuary.

What you became.

You turned to nothing,
in my atmosphere.

Every little thing,
that was once great,
and,
nothing.


Absolutely,
nothing.

Alienation.

And i feel like throwing all the WH questions at you.

The voices in my mind.

I've been going in circles for too long,
that i forgot how to draw a straight line.

Bohemian Wish.

An island.
You.
And me.

My wish.

To stop doing what ever i am doing.
To stop doing.
To stop wanting.
To leave.

Wishes.

For you to be, mine.
And only, mine.
Forever.

For me to be always with, you.
And only, you.
Forever.

To be held, like you will never,
let go.