"I am here"
To avoid ending up drowning
In my own scream
A silent world
That silence, was a
Midpoint of brightness and calm quiet
The kind just right enough to not
Stir up worries in anyone
I had thought
That I'd won the ability to adjust it right
With all the time I had spent on it
But in reality
The real me was fading away gradually
Here, I see nothingness
The fact that even if I choose to cry out, I dissapear
And that the same is true, even if I choose
I couldn't find where I stood
And so I knocked on a door
Knock Knock Knock
"Who is it?"
I heard a voice from the other side
"Actually, I don't really know anymore..."
I quietly replied, and left
I left a piece of me, in a letter I had placed in front of the door
All I wrote in it was, "Take care of yourself"
And on the photo I enclosed along with the letter in the envelope
Was an X mark
Right over my face
Who am I?
In the end, nobody knows
And that is
Poems in Japanese and English