Feel like I’m dead again <br />Because you hide again; <br />Why did I ever fucking care? <br />I knew you wouldn’t meet me there, <br />It’s cold loneliness unadulterated, <br />It’s a social winter freeze, <br />It’s a piss on a dirty abandoned street <br />Trash-littered and insane blizzard, <br />Rats eating a dead man’s fingers <br />In some forgotten snow-alley, <br />It’s being alone with no solutions, <br />Head crammed mindless confusion <br />Gazing with hatred into mirrors <br />Resolute with disgust, <br />A paranoid heart beating <br />A rhythm of fear and distrust, <br />I know the soulless human being <br />And the laughing jackal, <br />I told you there was nothing <br />I was after but a trivial smile <br />To guide me through the gloom, <br />But you’ll never enter this room, <br />And I don’t care, I don’t care, <br />I don’t fucking care, <br />I’d crawl on broken glass <br />If I just didn’t care!<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crawl-on-broken-glass/
