Who is the rat?

I’m displaced from the matrix, which I least thought would ever explode!
I find hearts competing against hearts. Is it Vulnerable?

“Where do I find my solace?” -

Would it be possible, if I tread atop a mountain?
Would I get it, if I meditate in the woods?
Would I breathe in it, if I gaze into the sky?
Would I ever be able to cage it before I die?

Root of relations is ruined by a pig-sized rat.
The unanswerable question is - “Who is the rat? “

When people decide to hide deep inside themselves,
They become no less than a fat piece of shit!
(Can you hear the piglets squeal?)

The obscure dimensions in one suddenly pop up.
I fall into dismay for no reasons,
I become the exact opposite of me.
I no longer live inside me.

What prevents me from living my life my way?
Am I the rat answerable?
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