How can you be so happy
after telling me those words
and laying your burden on me
while you dance away gleefully.
Could you not see it in my eyes,
the gnawing fatigue of loving,
with a fragile conscience,
those who cannot be trusted.
I decided today that I've
given up being the strong one,
the reliable stalwart pillar;
because I have deteriorated my core.
And the roof is not certain any more.
So please let me go to drift
into the river of randomness,
where lives are like flotsam carried
by any eddy and flow into
pools of events where
eventually they become water-logged and sink.
Just let me be that, once.
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