Indifference is the sin at my door.
It is my wave, my shark, my demon in the dark.
I try my best to embrace this darkness in which I swim.
But when did feeling become such an accomplishment?
My coffee stained lips have me kissing, searching for
Times when pipes bursts,
Soaking you in the heat of the moment.
But indifference takes the heat out of the moment,
And I tire of being cold.
- Kata