penn station

Unrequited and quiet
The seams; they bust. They tear. They fray
A surge that steeps
From love gone awry
Immerse and let go
Free from misgivings
Free from the most tyrannical hold known to man
A pull at the heart strings
A tug in the wrong direction
Web spun from collected misery
Flowers bloomed from the seeds of discontent
Life aches
The bellowing of malcontent
The fever of a cold dark place
Way way down