release me

i am tired
of all your lies
your pretensions
to become
a part of me

i could tell
from your ways
i am not the one
but a dark surface
to your selfish desires

i could no longer bear
your tolerance
to disillusion
and greed
i puked

i could not
trust your word
more of your acts
so lewd
i am always in doubt.

i am not princely
but your impression
says that your right
i believed
but now, all gone.

what would happen
i don’t know
i loved you once
but not for long
release me now.
i am but drained.

a time for everything

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.