You can know that it's bad
When not even a blink satisfies you
An urge so basic
Yet too painful

Silence sneaked into a cluttered room
Muffling chaos and noises

The guitar string breaks
And so does the melody
Leaving the room
In an uncomfortable silence

Grey stone thrown into a calm water
What a shame,
It has never learnt how to swim

No one can understand
Unless they've been there by themselves
The force of sadness and emptiness

It falls on you unexpectedly
Presses you to the ground
Drives you mad to the point
When you don't even want to try

Cold and ***** water
Leaks through a filthy bucket
Only one blink of an eye
And it’s all gone

Life is short they say
Tho I still perceive it
As a matter of perspective