Soon, Soon

You yearn heavy

Joy is only a gateway to sorrow

And comfort is discomforting

You can't handle yourself

So you feel what you can't convey

Soon, it won't matter

Warmth makes you shiver

And chill drives you to heated rage

You are an unfair contradiction

An immoral thing

So you live in ugly words

Shield your cruelty

And become unexplainable

Soon, it won't matter