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It's never enough

  The disappointment is understandable, but

My rage is incomprehensible.

How many times alone

You killed me in your mind.

Your hate ate out my heart

Like a fire.

I substituted it with a rock,

Cold as Arctic.


I had that feeling, yes,

Similar to this,

The clothes filled with empty madness,

Walls one must pretend

Because for real, there is nothing behind them.


I had that feeling, yes,

Through your skin.


It is a commotion of touch, no sound, no pain, no sight.


Not here, not now.


You know it as good as me,

But still, I died how many times.

How many times, how many ways in your mind.


This is a trap and I am not that cruel, you don’t deserve the truth.


It’s never enough, the only thing to regret is a pity after,

And that strange tension.


Nothing is so diminishing,

to be condemned

By the innocence.


It is the pity after, what stays, and that light.

Reality-dream, dream-reality,

It doesn’t matter.

It happened.


16 Nov 2017