Ouch.

You say there is no love to salvage

that I have ruined

or haven’t seen the lack of it before.

It was a cruel jest

but I just couldn’t manage

the hit

and hit the floor.

The bottom of the hole

I knew from time’s beginnings

the one I stayed in for so long.

There is no light

No real defeats nor winnings,

It is a place that ruins all.

A comfort for the beings from the nightmares

No need to strive, nor need to be all right.

You jested and I shattered

Stupid!

I knew there was no love

but it still hurt.

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