Frenzied-state.
Let's lament some more.
Memory-whore for times when
we were too naive to believe that life was not an impossible feat,
that we could cope
at least
get through these days
without the stagnant shadows
of childhood-dentity crisis.
These cracks -
shake storms
triumphant winds,
blow past these wounds,
tear careless seams apart,
we get through these days,
lament some more,
memory-hoard-
for times before
we were disillusioned.