much goals ...may stop faults i missed to write ...gentle and quiet forgot the goals...dreamed black holes jumped on the train...to work in pain lived too less ...worked too blind forgot myself ...forgot the world and lived in my ...own little world where everything stands still i digged out my beeing...above this place to keep safe my dreams and goals i bound my living... on this roof
of the fundamental way to stop everything in my world Can you live without sense? Can you die without pain? The most common way seems for me miles away. Renunciation is what i'm asking for. How long can i leave this ground? My eyes are starting to close ...and i'm again ...in my own little world. but I don't want to stay here anymore. Please help me to change.