trying to find the prevention
of feeling like a dissaster.
tell my eyes not to cry
tell my mind to stop thinking about it.
it wasn't worth it if it doesn't happen.
but i'm only human.
my nerves react to the end of a
continuous spiral of dreams
that never held a reality to begin with.
this was for me and possibly never for you.
i just wanted to know what the antonym of unwanted felt like.
(regardless, tell the rain to start crying for me
tell the clouds to sympathize.
and sue me for wanting at least nature on my side.)
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