Cosmic Naxalite

Destroyer
of
dreams
shatterer
of
illusions
how
your
terrible
words
hurt
our
ears
lay
waste
our
tiny
hopes
for
more
postponements
from
being
finished
with
being
finished
with
the
useless
life
how
we
long
to
hear
something
of
value
to
hang on
to
when
all
else
fails
instead
you
strip
away
the last
shred
of
belief
in
our
own
self-fantasy
how
awful
your
words
how
terrible
your
silences
nevertheless
you're
right.