The way I waited
In the school corridor,
Knowing you won't come,
I check your number
Late at night now,
Knowing you won't come.
The way my eyes
Wandered in search of you
In the empty streets,
They still wander
In the empty streets,
In the fully empty building.
The way I apologized
For mistakes that weren't mine,
To calm you down,
My unheard apology try to reach you
For mistakes that aren't mine,
To calm you down.
The way I made you laugh
To break your guilt stricken,
Regretting silence,
I still put unseen efforts
To break your guilt stricken,
Regretting unknown silence.
The way I sensed
When you felt too low,
Miles apart now,
I still dream of you,
Converse with you
When you feel too low.
- Zayana Cullen
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Silent Whispers of Dysphoria
PoetryWhen mirror is not enough to reflect emotions, when talks are not enough to convey feelings, a silent poem and a pen and it's creations may help. Edit (April 14, 2020) : This book was previously titled as "Autumn Leaves" *NOTE FOR READERS* Dear rea...
