A cheek bears sorrow,

A heart breaking for another,

How little they know.

Little drops, so small,

Carry the weight of the world

That which makes them fall.

Breath quick, eyes turned down,

A cold hand around your heart,

Nothing left to do.

Leaves block horizons,

Neither false, nor true, just there,

More than just a giant.

Up is freedom, true?

Down is panic, falling.

Other, unknown, false?

He, she, him, her, one,

His, hers, they, theirs together,

Me, myself and I.

Haunting an image,

Their smiles truer than our own,

Yet we have much more.

What we do not see,

What we fail to comprehend,

Doom as life blinks out.