The more i think
the more i dare
i try very hard
to get to deaths lair.
I will kill myself
when the time comes,
I thought about this last day,
when the sun shone.
To tired to keep living,
to tired to love,
I will send my last message,
Sent by a dove.
Hopes have failed,
I will never have a son
who will understand
why i became oblivion.
So my last message is written,
the dove flies in pain,
and without me,
will my family be the same?
