PATHETIC THOUGHTS!!

A minute, A second or perhaps a moment. The magical dark mystery that lies beneath, The cold days in the warm weather, The sweet moments that tasted bitter, The reddish rusty part in your heart. A maze with mirrors where you stand facing the beast that you've become because behind every joke, every story every smile there lies endless deep and untold stories....
That feeling you have, the titan rage, the endless deep dark power you acquired. "The anger will unleash it" is what you keep telling yourself in a broken voice, What if this rage is real and you broke everything fragile around you, Wait!  Isn't everything around you extremely fragile but then there is the other side of the rage What if it were your hidden superpowers. Pathetic thoughts..
It is like the glasses you wear, the tine part in its side that reflects what is behind you,  it is there and true but you can't confirm it and you can't that ideal view to know what is there. One last look at your old pale hand and face, on your mystery lover on your hopeless case.