Sincere exhaustion fills my empty soul
Tired clarity lurks in my mind
And apologies pour forth.
My madness has enslaved my mind.
I am sorry that I have been in such a state
And I am sorry that you were and still are the cause of it.
I, who have lived in control’s house,
have been kicked out of it’s comfort
to live on the cold cement window sills
that snowflakes end their lives on.
Now I feel the randomness of the world
melt upon me.
And sadness fills me, for I am alone
And you are still estranged from me.
And I tremble at the thought that I have actually felt too much
And now might scare you away.
Or maybe unconsciously I hope that it would scare you away
for I know not how to deal with this.