the sickness

I,
me,
my,
mine,
myself,
me,
me,
me,
me,
me,
..

everything I love

I have everything, I don't love,
though I have nothing to love
except love, which you don't love,
leaving me with everything, I don't love.

truth

I believe in a truth,
that is very dependent,
and is very fragile,
and is very  baseless,
and is very relative;
But then wait a second,
what is my untruth to not believe in.

the flower

the land became the ocean,
the ocean became the land,
a flower is crying
..