Not nothing

Not all

Not all what you think

Not all what you think is true

Let alone

Let alone that what you speak

Let alone that what you speak is what you feel

Not every pain

Not every pain or wound is bad

Not every pain or wound is bad or kind or evil.

Original ending: Nothing is evil as long as you do not do it to someone else.

Manic and depressed

Sad and painful it is

When you can't help the other
That is how my love must have felt
When I had a manic nostalgia to a future.

And now she has longings to a then

Now I am the one that wants to comfort 
But can not. That’s how the prophet must've felt
As his people looked back depressed at a rich, lost past.

To the divorced

And in his mind it all faded into nothingness

She threatened to leave
In the absence of hope for change
He focused on the nothing
The matter
Sticking to possession
That what she was once too
Where it went broke
Love dies as soon as degenerated
To an object
Together sharing the home
The steady base
Being elevated to a battlefield
If the other takes another
But the opposite as an ally
Can not be
In the war
Against the emptiness of existence
And how do you feel
If the void is defeated
And you realize that you left
The other without relief behind
Have you won ?

Some wild flowers

He sat in the garden and

had no eye for the roses.
I saw him strolling in the garden
when Annette visited
to pick some wild flowers.

It drizzled when she walked in the garden

gently touching the roses.
Being part of the landscape
for a moment even part of his world
Annette and the roses and I paid no mind.