Why I'm so sad

 The emotions rebound, a holy hero? My biggest dream! God's as pals? Well I'll be. But then it's already over. To fight no more? I can't imagine.... But it's more like, it was that bad? Oh foe sue me now, for I will never relent.

What to do but cry? On the eve of victory? Of course. Because, everyone I can sense is torn, bruised and betrayed. So, I will cry.

It's also because none of me is remaining, so I'm in mourning. The old me would be ecstatic but now I know better than to believe in anything positive. Pipe dreams don't work out.

I'm being taken all the way up the walls, with "fans".... Of my work but not myself. I just relinquish to the rage. I'm going to make me different one day. Someone who has a reason to care. One day I'll find something.