Modern Romanticism

Face the flood

For my realization, in love

That to waste time, is to waste life

Beside the one who has hugged merely strife.

I have given all,

As you have given nothing.

All of my heart is swollen upon the tomes

Of empty pages.

Depression is a man's companion

When his Nature is tested,

Anger is his weapon

When his world has been shattered.

Do not leave without seeing

My eyes, for how they burn.

Do not turn away

From the rage that comes as the highest tide

To swarm you,

To warm you,

As I will walk upon water

While you will drown.