This message to you, my friend.
It’s written by me, abandoned.
And though you will not understand
I say, let my letter be shared.
I’ll never expand with words.
My loneliness dull but real.
I’ll hear only scratching birds
Through window of cold and steel.
I’m waiting for you, am I?
Just look into me, see through.
You’ll not catch my scope – I’ll die
Than will find another you.