I remember...
the insignificance of your breath
crushing me.
You sloppy touch
making a complete mess of me.
Your disco ball ego
blinding me.
Your commitment to the self-help section
never helping you at all.
Your words being the only criminals
I could never trust.
You never seemed to notice
how rarely I blinked.
But I didn't mind so much,
with the dirt upon me, so heavy.
I couldn't possibly waste my energy
on pushing YOU away...
In case I ever felt my heart beat again,
I had to be rested up and full of rage
to escape the bigger picture.
You were the great provider...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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