Poems from Zensho
Do we not live in odd times,
Controlled by meaningless lines?
Have we not sold our mortal frame,
For unreal images leading to pain?
To hold...
Do we not live in odd times,
Controlled by meaningless lines?
Have we not sold our mortal frame,
For unreal images leading to pain?
To hold...
Tomorrow is too far away
I am sinking beneath the waves today
Beaten down by weighty solitude
Trapped in this desperate mood
I can’t...
I can’t stand anymore
It hurts to breathe
I can’t take anymore
Please save me
God You’re my only hope
Voices around me are screaming
Pain...
I stand with empty hands,
Scars on my wrists,
I didn’t know life would hurt like this.
Blood flows from an open wound,
Tears fall and burn...