Emotion Dough

Exacerbated and highly troubled

Increased thirst for affection

Not worthy in the glorious illusion

Not worthy or known to the Heavens

Idiotic attempts to be and know warmth in devotion

Packing bags and vacating, I quit

What can I say as I deserve nothing excluding retribution

Here I am asking for love but I’m incomplete.

Asking for dedicated efforts I don’t have any right to.

Bitterly crying while deliberating death perplexed by my love going undesired

Finally, I parked two gold rings in ordinary trash

One for the invisible impossible heart I’ve been seeking

The second one for thinking anyone will ever give a damn regarding who I am.

You’ll leave

But you’ll promise to stay first

So I won’t discern any weapons

Until I’m already critical

Surely I’m mistaken

After all of our talk about authentic care

Little barriers become tremendous

Applause earned

Lesson learned

Stop believing anyone knows what commitment, investment, and sacrifice is

There, I was, looking through grains of sand with a lighter

Foolish man.