Is my entanglement my undoing?
Or is heartless the way all are going?
Every word of others I dissect,
End of the day, my heart feels wrecked.
Sensitivity has it heightened in me?
Is death the only way to be free?
Bereft of joy, I don’t want to end up,
And unnecessary emotions stirred up.
To smile, I enforce upon me, a rule.
My thoughts, I also slowly retool.
Change, I anticipate in life’s chapters.
And, forever, I shall be in raptures.