#6 Poetry – When words fail (2010)

So new is this feeling

Writing the message nth time

And on the next second… Deleting

 

So much I have got to say

But the only god damn question is

Will I possibly find a way?

 

No idea where am I heading

But I carry a single ticket

That ugly truth left me shredding

 

Last statement didn’t make me glad

As I just realized

Expressing feelings was an idea so bad

 

It’s becoming even more uncertain

Wonder why

Doesn’t “Something” have a hold button?

 

Bloody whole rhyme is so lame

Didn’t find a way out

Just hardened the game

 

Difficulties and hitches are true

But when you’ll need me

My presence will be felt by you

 

The end is always marked by a sigh

I can’t wave you back

It’s too hard to say goodbye……..

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