how could you? stay silent and stoned. distant and cold.
after all that i have said, all that hurt,
are you tired, exhausted of this fight that never seems to be victorious one way or the other?
should i surrender and raise the flag of defeat? you know i am aye close to reaching out for it.
see, for a hundred and one days, devotion and dedication has been committed. and for the other hundred and one days? tell me, what has been done?
you cannot expect a human being to feel contented with surface satisfaction. all that you have done, has been skimming through the waves.
like a bloody onion, you need to tear apart the layers to get to the core. to find the complexities and to analyse the complications.
but no.
never.
never.
never diving.
never digging.
never ever fucking peeling.
never ever fucking prying.
never ever fucking probing.