You leave
You never build
Nothing remains
You can’t seize the day
Despite your will
Brother, I’ll hold your hand whatever it takes
Sister, soon you’ll be safe and joyful
Run away from the trenches
I can’t love what is dead
And I feel what you feel
When it turns like a mill
It’s a promise I swear
They won’t forget your name
Lost in a tunnel
I imagine the knife slicing your wrist
You hate what you see and you dream of a change
But your quest is a myth, you will not succeed
The sound of failure
You and the bell jar