Let this rule remake you...

Антонина Паламарчук
Let this rule remake you.
Let this feeling die.
Let this jealous take you
And break down in cry.
Be my perfect emptiness.
Please, be my saving pain.
I used to be like sudden mess.
I’m irreproacheble again.
Dirt, moistened by tear
Teaches me to stay cold.
No increasing fear.
But I am almost sold.