I gripped the sad movie-
a lonesome, desperate grip
begging that it falters
to provide me with pain
trigger my ever-breaking
everlasting schemes

Do I have to call it hunger
or call it desperate
is it wanting, exalting
or just a basic clique
is my wish of free falling
pitiful and bleak?

I try to summon tears
agony, or fear
pain? maybe glory
any- kind to feel
in this hollow-like pattern
it suffocated me
c r u c i a t u s