there can be fatality in friendship regret in generosity and hate in a prayer there can be relief in dismay gain within a loss and warmth in isolation brittle bliss fragile woe there can be pain in pleasure envy in gratitude and fear in hope there can be salvation in harm comfort in the dark and beauty in brutality brittle bliss fragile woe alternating between countless states of mind contradicting and fueling each other and I'm the wick that burns