RUMINATION

Shatter me with no regard like a broken boulevard

Yes; I am the one you chose to mar and scar

Then not long after; nonchalantly discard

How do you feel, please tell me ?

4REAL

The past and the future are not the time in which I want to heal

Because the past and future are not even fucking real

I have been blessed with the ability to deeply feel

Can you read between the lines and see what is concealed ?

Like the tinted windows of a fully dark automobile

You must find the fragile layers and begin to peel

How you will do this, I do not know,

But aye, this is your own ordeal !