You are just like an avalanche, cold as I might have guessed...

I feel...

I feel everything.
All at once.
It won't stop.
My head won't stop.
Why won't it stop?
Oh, God. Please stop.

Please, not another stupid fucking fire metaphor. That shit is getting old. How about that gentle breeze shit you talk about in the name of all this madness. "A Transcendent Zephyr?" Sounds like a bunch of bullshit to me.

You fake.
You fraud.
Stop pretending like you are actually anything more than a filler person.

I want to be more than a filler person.
I'm not fake.
I'm not a fraud.
I am sincere.

My heart is gentle to everyone but me.
I am kind and compassionate to everyone but myself.
I am the cruelest person I have ever met.