Faceless Enemy

This is how I felt after November 12 2010

Staring out the window
As the sky's cry
The sky's are lucky
They cannot sob as we do
Or do they?
Are the Thunder their sobs?
And and the Lightening their yelps of agony?
Or are they like us..?
Curled in a corner
All alone
Your face is easily fooling them
Laughing away
As you slowly die inside
It's like being a volcano
Lava slowly building
Until
You erupt
Though your not like the sky
When the sky's erupt they take lives with them
We
Try our best
To suffer in silence  sit alone
Sitting alone
Watching the sky's cry
As my faceless enemy buries me

 

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[Monster ^.^]

Good one! But the first letters of your poem do not create sensible words.