Estimated value of self is priceless
estimated value of depth is immeasurable
yet within this situation
my desire for tears
tears apart the layers ahead
at the bottom of the pile I lay
despite the thoughts of affection you say
Unfortunately your action leads to more despair
going deeper and deeper down
this dark space where your “feelings” for me dwell
this immense attraction is being drowned and buried
underground it goes
there is a lid at the top
the past, the obligation, the lack of discernment for struggle
the place I rest
is the place I reside
all the way under the rubble
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