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.
