For me,
love is an illusion

A fleeting ship on the horizon

I'm in a
small raft in the middle of
a black sea

Sharks are all around me
I mistake one of them
for love

He bites me
but he was only tasting

My wound is deep

S.O.S.
"Save One's Self"

My vessel is filling up
with my own blood

I am dying

Love's dispatch
may not make it in time

Meanwhile,
my gaze becomes fixed upon
the horizon

How beautiful is the sun's
reflection
on its dark companion