Wednesday, January 7, 2015

The Cry Of Silence/The Silence Of The Cry

"...and I have listened to the simple sound of water running in tubs. And wished to drown." - Charles Bukowski

I am silent

I am quiet

I'm filled with resent

I am upset


But what does the world want me

To be, for the sake of their convenience

Repeat After Me: I am happy.

And after that, total silence.


Since 1 AM I waited for your reply

Now it's 9 PM, she hasn't said a thing

The wait is killing me, my joy is out of supply

I don't want to see what the future will bring



I get up in the morning with sadness

Maybe it's because my dreams are my future

And my dreams are nothing but darkness

Like barbed wire, it is burned with torture.


Hey guys! Sorry for the post gap, I had so much to do these days. I don't have much to say, so here's a haiku.


Depression is real
It wraps your neck like barbed wire
And she is the wire

"I want so much that is not here and I don't know where to go." - Charles Bukowski

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