Three days left
that’s all the time you have…
to love, to hate, to breath and get out of bed,
punch a monster in the face
slap the hands of thorn disgrace,
you don’t need light to see your heart –
not looking is what makes it hard…

What would you do?
all these feelings burning deep in you,
the numbers never cheat
nor does longing for the truth,
we are only two
an equation limiting itself to you –
the one…