mirrors doe reflect anything i say,

10 000 times more louder,

but still i keep raging,

and louder, louder now,

shout it out!

god damned,

this loud music,

these sounds,

i cannot keep in,

what makes me vomit:

think, feel, dream,

not deep enough,

so deeper still

till clouds do fall apart, and tears

fall down on dead ground,

and yes, i remember well,

how we sat together, and yell,

ten years from here,  and now…

things do fall apart

and i don’t know how:

i’m raging

i’m raging

rage

enraged.