I've bestowed myself
the power to be weak,
to break when time permits,
to be shattered
like glass pieces,
to shake while crying
like a five-year-old child.

This is a time
I get off through my window
at night,
when everyone else is a goner
to the world,
I'm off to a whole new universe
of sadness, despair, helplessness
and utter darkness.

I let myself afloat the black hole,
to be swallowed if it needs to