I wasn't bothered when the crow landed on the other side of my window. Staring deep into my eyes.
And I did the same to its own. Begging it to take me. To steal my soul.
I told it about my pain and it listened. About my suffers and why I want to disappear.
And it listened. Better then anyone and anything.
This dark, beautiful crow looked exactly like my heart. My soul.
No matter how much I smile ...