first it was weird

and then it was just


but now it's

drowning in my tears

because IT's coming to

get me

and IT doesn't care

how I feel or how I

change the world

with my dead corpse

lying on the side-lines.

but life goes on

as does cruelty

as does love

and hate

and kindness

so I just run and hide

from this crying


that consumes the world

as IT.

It is love.