you disrupt me I'm feeling too much at once I'm feral but only where you cant see the line between what makes you and what hates me is too close unsteady in the corners that shielded me hoping they protect me from what has always eaten away at me I give too much I feel in infinities "Some infinities are bigger than..." I wished and I prayed but hope seems to lag passive aggressively sailing on by demanding I switch to live urging that the way to combat the will to give is to take.