January 26, 2011

Nothing

It’s not my pain
It’s hers
What will I ever lose or gain

The teary eyes
The running nose
The hysterical hands to clear off those

I heard the silence
It pinched my soul

It tells me it’s real
Without a corporeal

I try to comfort the stricken
But who will do me the same

No one knows
No one ever came

Push it too far
It’s still right there

There was no question
To the answers I gave.

1 comment:

  1. The teary eyes
    The running nose
    The hysterical hands to clear off those

    I liked these lines :)

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