Waiting for death
Waiting for a sleep that will never end
I see you,
lying on the ground.

Silence.

Seeing you suffering.

Helpless.

No emotion.

Only seeing you breathing.

Suffering

Dying

Waiting for death
Waiting for a sleep that will never end
I see you,
lying on the ground.

The name of a goddess

Absolute, pure, untouchable.

White and

Beautiful.

La Blanca.

Given by a young girl,

by me.

Waiting for death.
Waiting for a sleep that will never end.
I see you,
lying on the ground.

You should´nt lie here,

you should swim straight.

I´m trying to help you.

Seeing you:

Showing no emotion.

Breathing.

Dying.

Waiting for death.
Waiting for a sleep that will never end.
I see you,
lying on the ground.

I wrote this poem just for you.

Is it silly to write a poem for an animal?

You are „just“ a small fish.

Is it silly to write a poem for a fish?

But now,

I see you,

Suffering.

But proudly breathing.

Waiting for death.
Waiting for a sleep that will never end.
I see you,
lying on the ground.

I wish you would die.

Not because of hate, cruelty or rage.

I wish you would die.

Because I´ve seen the goddess in you.

In this little wonder of life.

I wish you would die.

Stopping to suffer.

But you are still breathing.

Stongly, Proudly, bravly.

You little power of life.

I wish you would die.

But you are breathing.

In,
out,
In,
out,
In,
out,
In,
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