" I'll break my head, over you this way "

as tempting as it may sounds
swallowing tears was not my regular option.
for a bit of change I would gladly vomit
the emotional acts directly through
the head of my heart.

They obviously could not feel the intention
to stop biting on my rootless body,
therefore I am left with these heart-shaped bruises;

Yet I would try my hardest to save my head
for I am howling at the moon, decades have passed
I am going to scream out the pain from my chest
the pain that I have managed to cage in myself
- the same one produced by my very own thoughts;

I am stronger than this
I am stronger than the stars
who tend to bring the heaviness in my head;
I am stronger than the world of fantasy
which I have succeeded to
plant in my empty brain.