terapiakai

meiosol
meiochuva
meialua

terapiameiodia

qui(e)t

Get everything ready;
curtains,
books,
photographs,
old friends

'cause today
I'm quitting

Death

What's my value?
What's my price?
I'm hollow -
empty inside

Can't tell who I used to be
When I look in the mirror
there's nothing there to see

I grab her poems from a book
in her words
my suicidal hook