I stare vacantly and observe,
my world,
it's falling apart,
and I can only stare and witness,
Anxiety will change nothing….
in the silence as My world comes apart I realise,
Destiny is pre-ordained.
there's nothing left.
Everything Has changed.
Nothing Will ever be the same
Nothing, CAN ever be the same
Worrying is just paying a debt I don't owe.
Sometimes in weaker moments I envy the finality of death,
but I know the certainty of an ending.
The certainty that I cannot cope with these rough days
The silence that follows breaks me, knowing I cannot fix it
Imagination causes more suffering than reality
Another deafening silence,
I can never rebuild it
And what i don't know tells me everything.
The loneliest time
The quietest time
How did i handle irrelevance?
I became the epitome of indifference!
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Hell is a lonely place
I know
i have been there!
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