Threw my things somewhere,
Skipped dinner to lay In bed.
Admiring the cold weather
As thoughts swirled inside my head
Things that happened throught the day,
Like a broken vinyl disc repeated
Emotions of sorts
Again, I felt
Pitapat pitapat
As raindrops fall on the rooftop
somehow my teardrops fall too.
As the thunder claps and lightining strikes,
I screamed,
knowing no one will hear the anguish it rings.
After the moment of openness,
Scrunched face turned blank.
I felt numb
It's not that I'm depressed or anything.
I laugh and do things,
But when night comes I forget how to feel.
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Infracto Animo
Poetrya compilation of halfheartedly written poems or rambles and thoughts under dark skies.