“And the fury

As fire was put out

The desire went to sleep

Without being fulfilled

I felt alive because it hurt

I feel so far away

At the bottom of the staircase

I don’t even want to reach

My heart was soaked in bleach

The colors faded

I use my strength to omit

All the pulse evaded

Detached from the illusion

You gave me

And I happily cultivated

You must be so jaded.” -K