SUFFERING, the curse we all bear

Would you hear me,
If I scream
Against the walls
as long as the sky
and as strong as stone...

Would you see me,
If I fall
From the clouds of my imagination
right into the deep ocean
now as balck as my nightmares...

Would you help me,
If I die
the most painfull
and slow death,
greeted with a smile...

Would you wake me,
From my deepest mares
of dark fantasy
beyond imagination of mere humans,
across the walls of life...

Would you kiss me,
with a soft touch
and quench my dry heart
of the love it was deprived
for years uncountable...

Would you hold me,
When I need you
just as tight
as if I were your own
red and right...

So read me,
for you can see
deep down into my soul
where all unspoken words and desires are as clear as diamond
and as pure as you...