Tribute to friendship

I had never had a real friend,
ALL WERE like fake hopes
That I HAD JUST DRIFTED AWAY
Into a deep current filled with
Dark holes that ripped me AWAY
From the others's shades...

The trees were too mellow,
The leaves were too lonely,
The sky and the moon were too ANGRY,
I had reached at a high crisis
Of being in a PRISON
In which I allowed noone
To SET ME FREE...

THE

MELANCHOLY

NEVER 

STOPS...

AS

LONG

AS 

I AM ALIVE,

I

SHALL

ALWAYS

CURSE

ALL

THE

PEOPLE

I DO 

HATE

WITH

ALL

MY 

HEART

AND

SOUL...

IN RETURN, I GIVE MY UNBORN BABY... IT MUST BE A GOOD BARGAIN...