Day after day
Running by
Can't grab a hold of them
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
Days
Years
It's all so exhausting
Maybe that's why I do it
Or I don't
Because a few years ago
You put all the
Silence
Pain
Hate
Loneliness
In my head
And it won't leave
Always the same
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
Days
Years
No change
Just
Silence
Pain
Hate
Loneliness
YOU ARE READING
Fragments
RandomFragments of something deep, something that lurks in my soul. The words are dropping from my soul like a meteor shower. Some may call it poetry, some may call it empty words. Never finished, always fragments. [The pictures I use are from PicsArt]
