He wandered off;
Deep into the forest 'cause he's had enough;
Of this world that's full of expectations;
Never letting him admit his limitations.
He left all he had, barefooted he went.
Abandoning all he hoped and dreamt.
Away from all the eyes that prye.
Away from all the words that lie.
Farther and farther into the depths,
He braved the darkness that embraces death.
Slowly he felt himself consumed,
By the cold empty hallowness of gloom.
"Maybe it's better this way" he said.
"That their problem will tommorow be found dead.
In a place without hope; in a place without name.
They wouldn't need to grieve and everything will be the same."
And so he continued with his journey,
Looking for the end to all this insanity.
Until all noise will turn to silence.
No more pain, no more sadness.