Pain—where does it come from? Suffering—what brings it? No way to untangle the thread that winds Gathering the trivial without spilling I want to ease you I can be carved away, but I don't want to be carved I don't want to tell, but I want to tell I don't show, but it spills out The sludge, the beauty, the reflection of light I lose myself I kill myself Empty, so I can pick you up Empty, so with colorless eyes I'll find the hidden you I won't let you fall I don't want to let you fall I see you, I hear you Even when I don't show it, even when I can't see Until the end, I want you as you are, I want you If you don't want me, then Just as you are So you can be As you wish to be Even if it's scary, painful Even if it's agonizing Or when you sleep with a calming breath The pain is yours The suffering came from you None of it, nothing Though there's nothing I can do Though tangled threads can't be untangled Though there's no way to untie them Without spilling, just gathering the trivial Gathering, gathering I want to loosen you So you can go forward Just as you are
