some just run away

a haven found in their minds

'tis what i run from

for you it is home

for me it is a hindrance

for us it's a void

just pull the trigger

because it won't get better

the gash in my chest

ocean in my eyes

wildfire burning my heart

where do my tears start?

A heart full of pain,

Concealment of emotions,

Be as cold as ice.

Silent weeping tears

Mask on can't breathe keep moving

Three drop your up now

Death is but one step

So close one inch to the boom

Tread lightly come home

all haiku poems

are really death poetry

basho oncet wrote

Who would I become

A teacher or a writer

I've become myself.

Big Bro showed future

with free and wealth. He promise

Only for himself