X

It shouldn’t be this way.
I never knew how much I need the terrible factor X.
This should have been the best time in weeks.
Now I’m just accompanied by harps and suicide.
The water couldn’t be hot enough
The cold is inside me
I was screaming at the mirror to take me
Away.
Who would dare to say ‘no’
When being asked if everything is okay.
Therapy. Nothing that could change the sea of sorrow
In my arctic vessels.