Ravens, ravens everywhere,
but not a drop to drink.
O finite individual that thou art,
cease this affirmation.
Words spoken;
coming forth from lips
bitter like lemon peels,
lips bitten in passionate fervor.
What am I to think?
My only wish
was that I would mean
half as much to you
as she did (or does).
I thought myself somebody,
once, a long time ago,
but fairy tales?
Who has reduced me to this?
You sought perfection
and found it when I became your body.
Sarcasm in buckets, baby,
pour it forth and push me away.
No, I'm not crying,
don't pretend you care.
Fragments augmented
of base happiness;
will they feed your rage?
Tell me how you really feel.
You did not take
what I willingly gave,
and you know it.
Stare at my quivering hands,
waiting for sparks to fly.
Bad karma: it does a body good!
If only I could laugh,
perhaps I would embody
the sense of time.
A compass would point
only to me in my utter vastness.
Do I dream of a perfect world?
Therefore, avenge me,
lest my worth be no more
than that of a dead rose.
Fate, truly you had
something better in mind.

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