Shall i jump?

Sitting under a tree
Watching the rain falling down.

Thinking about my feature
And thinking about my past.

Don’t know what remains me here,
but feeling the pain, never felt before.

Sitting under the tree.
Not just “a” tree, but the tree.

One with my memories that seeped from my veins.
One who only I know
Only I care

It won’t walk away
Won’t hurt me
And won’t disgust me.

Sitting under a tree.
Crying myself in sleep

Tired of the straight lines
Tired of fighting…

Fighting about a feature


I just won’t stay here,
so god please take me away.

Walking to a bridge…
Rain is falling down, thunder clouds coloring the sky.
The sky is black and cold.

Fear take over the control.
My head starts to explode of all those questions.

Shall I jump?
Shall I wait?

One last time walking trough the city.
Meeting my parents, my brother, my house and my room for the last time.
Saying goodbye to the last persons I like.

Writing a letter, goodbye my dear and to my parents with a deer.

One last kiss, one last word.
No one knows what I’m going to do...

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