Kinda ***** it had to come to this,
I wish we could have just been able to coexist,
That you would be able to calm this cynical idealist.
I was talking, but you never heard,
Even when the subject reccured.
The topic was that i was unhappy with all that was happening,
And everything was fracturing.

Segments of unnecessary pain suddenly appeared,
And it was everything i feared.
The person i didn't want to be again
Was hear to put an end
To all that I've built
Only to later leave and leave me with guilt.

And now look at me.
Im just unsightly.
I have no value,
Not to anyone, not to you.
A horizon that will never be expanded,
Nor ever added.
So enigmatic,
And yet so frantic.



Don't panic