find wat u love and then let it kill u

There is no life without you..

a meaningless pursuit..

finding glories I dont seek..

Pleasures I dont need..

Uncomforting comforts..

The sentences end with 2 words..

How did yu turn a dream into a nightmare..  a nightmare which wakes me each night..

As ur absence trembles my  trembling existence..

The signboard says abyss ahead..

Hold my hand as I plunge into it..

I guess Bukowski said..find wat u love and then let it kill u..

Hdk