Shaking

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I'm shaking from the hate.
The hate I have for myself.
The hate I have for others.
And the hate that I have for this world.
I'm skating from the fear.
The fear of the thought I am thinking.
The fear of the words I am speaking.
And the fear of actions I want to be taking.
I am shaking from the sorrow.
The sorrow for the loss of my voice.
The sorrow from when you make your choice.
And the sorrow for the life I am loosing.
I'm shaking from the tears.
The tears that fall after your words
Or even after my own.
The tears that come from knowing
I'll forever be alone.
Because
No matter what you say.
No matter how hard to try.
You will never think like me.
And forever clueless you will be.

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