WordsA Poem by Simonathey hurt...There is something about sitting in the dark with only a piece of technology being the spark. There is something about sitting in silence without any words to give you guidance. Guidance of where your mind should go, Guidance of where your thoughts should fall. And that scares me. But fear does not stop the "but what if?" the "what could be?" First I said "What could be?". "What would be?". Now I say we will see. And I turn
off the lights, only the
screen of my computer is bright. I close my
eyes and blankly search my mind. Oh the
wonders I find. But don’t
get confused. You still
don’t know in what way “wonders” was used. Can someone
now please tell me why? The first
thing my mind went to were words that make me want to cry. Hearing
them once is enough But they
felt the need to repeat them self more than a thousand times, that’s rough. And tell why, now I wish I had never heard a sound? Wish I was born deaf. But why do I also feel that even then they still wouldn’t have left? Well even
if I’m deaf and even if I had never heard a sound in my life, the
expressions on their faces would still be like a sharp knife. Now I
also wish I was born blind, to have never seen a thing. And you
know what I think. Now I wish
I was never born at all, and speared this world some pain. I know
this sounds insane. But it’s only the dark and the silence that make me feel this way, and the people that feel the need to say, to say
those words that hunt my mind. But I’m
always understanding and kind. So that’s
why now, I’ll say
this bow. F**k the
dark, I’ll turn on a light! F**k the
silence, I’m turning the music up to the highest height! F**k the
words and f**k the people that put them here, Because I'm making them disappear. © 2017 SimonaAuthor's Note
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