Feline after masking irrational love.
Well Why?
My "tears" have tears.
For each laceration,
Intertwine they do like cross cross.
So deep,
I wonder what geared your concentration.
Is it the "space"
where you lack information?
Oh. Now I see the frustration.
Your space is compact.
That's why you react,
So harshly.
But simply,
I can see  that you're empty.
Like, 5 fifths a jack.
Drowning! In your sorrows your are,
Because you fear pain.
But the jack got you jacked
On liquid skitzo;
Which makes explanation of self,
not so simmmple.
It's a shame.
The tears still rain,
With nothing to gain.
I refrain,
from going back where i came .