Sometimes u have to make a cut. cut throats or ropes, who cares for the difference. it's a life's ending, neither less nor more. a step in a new reality, refusing the last look back.

stepping out in daylight won't be easy when you've lived in the darkness for years, but hey: you can change the dark afterglow of the computer screen against sunscreen. Another question of prefixibility.

you loose your heart, they do say, you loose everything what you've been living for. but have I really lived if I can't remember?