This topic
Is a burden
That break shoulders
Or bridges
Small tear, all worn
A dynamite explosion
This deep dark well
This infinite resource
This insignificant speck
Of enormous remorse
That no amount of honesty can unravel
Because honesty is woven down
Against itself, in parallel
Word after word
Passing headlights of incoming traffic
Pleading for minutes
Save me some futile minutes
That can be wasted as infinite
And the answer, what requires to be broaden
The answer is that the question remains unspoken
Why Am I So Unhappy
danDAman 