Now ain’t the time for your tears
At once beloved and exhausted
Swallowed up far away by cold depths
Fatigue is infinity
The wrong voice
The false communication
Cacophony
Silent in unison
Tearing off a fragment of your fatigue
In order to give it to me
We have deprived pain of its innocence
I should not accuse what lacerates me
Affirm suffering
Innocence of passion
Not pure at all
Rejection of fault