Why must you bend in the wind of indifference?
You were once strong and impenetrable.
A granite boulder that moved deliberately and slowly,
Gashing out your path,
As the glacier of youth receded.
Who made you so cynical?
I ask that, knowing the answer.
Your accusing finger always points through me,
And attaches to my naivety and sullenness.
Did my questions wear you down?
Did my jealousy offend you?
That interminable wall you built,
Which I must scale every day,
Alone with my terminal misery.
Why did you bend?
Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 8:23 AM UTC
Why must you bend in the wind of indifference?
You were once strong and impenetrable.
A granite boulder that moved deliberately and slowly,
Gashing out your path,
As the glacier of youth receded.
Who made you so cynical?
I ask that, knowing the answer.
Your accusing finger always points through me,
And attaches to my naivety and sullenness.
Did my questions wear you down?
Did my jealousy offend you?
That interminable wall you built,
Which I must scale every day,
Alone with my terminal misery.
Why did you bend?
