7 September 2012
I looked myself up in the mirror.
Within those hollow eyes,
I saw grief and horror.
My own world is crumbling.
What I trusted most betrayed me.
Just a more morose person I have become.
I have been in remorse for long,
But now I can no longer recall that sense of guilt.
What destroyed me wasn't myself,
And it doesn't matter now.
I am just the being mourning for the sense of satisfaction when I mourn,
To which I am so used to and involuntarily wish not to part with.
Rethinking • Opuss № I