I'm so fed up.
I want to tear it apart.
I'm so unbelievably angry.
How could someone act like this?
Why can't he realize the hurt he's putting in my heart?
Why can't he realize the distance he put between us?
I wanted to mourn,
I wanted to weep into the tunnel's cacophony,
I can't fabricate this crystalline dream any longer.
No more can I keep this ocean blue mirage alive.
How can an ever-changing butterfly still keep its chains?
How can a flower finally bloom without the sky's tears?
My cyclical aspirations tossing and turning,
Bringing me joy and sorrow,
But it's all nothing compared to this impenetrable bedrock.
I want to see the light of day, and to carry myself forward.
What can I do though, when the Sun is blurred by stagnation?
I wrote this while contemplating my previous love life.
