Dear Confession,

The Forthcoming declaration of emotional turmoil wouldn’t be simply executed,

Even considering a theoretical example situation.

For the reluctance of your action shall greatly damage the mental stability of your purveyor.

What’s there to lose in a situation where the greatest consequence would be,

In fact,

Alienation from the rest of your contemporary society.

Wouldn’t it be a more viable option to just cease your hesitation,

And simply express what you’re mainly composed of.

                Recollection & Abbreviation

You’ve failed,

Like many times in your life.

Yet, this time you’re not able to fully comprehend why.

You thought that your connectivity could enhance your expression of long-lived infatuation,

But instead,

It was just a stoic and unapologetic response that you’ve acquired,

The only reason you had for emotional self-improvement quickly slipped away from your fingers,

Like a child’s hopes are squandered heavily,

Both instances being mentally depriving.

The harmful longing for completely mutual views of each other led you to,

Conflictingly,

Put on a better suited façade,

But not even that could hide your true filth and magnetism for rejection,

It truly was an immensely depressing day-long experience,

Accompanied by the subsequent anxiety that composes most of your waking hours,

The meaningless and inconceivable melancholy somewhat intensely stares you in the face,

As its rough and scratchy fingers tightly wrap around your pale and feeble neck,

And allow you to drop with a cynical but involuntary grin.