You Are Sad Because They Abandon You

You Are Fastened To Them And Cannot Understand How, Because They Are Not Fastened To You.

I Stop Wanting What I Am Looking For, Looking For It.

He Who Does Not Fill His World With Phantoms Remains Alone.

When The Superficial Wearies Me, It Wearies Me So Much That I Need An Abyss In Order To Rest.

It's Been A Long Time Since I Asked Anything Of Heaven, And My Arms Still Haven't Come Down.