Desirous of a long continuance
If there is no good beginning
What will be in the end?
Pulling out hair
And punching walls
And picturing the worst
The jaws of hell to swallow us all

Isn't it something?
Knowing each step brings us closer
To being further apart
Breaking of chairs
Windows, lamps, oaths
Promises that would never be kept
The darkness to swallow us all

Each step brought it closer
Until it was closed
The chapter the last one in the book

A book I can't read again