Its like
sunset
leaving shadow
of the day,
like everyone
returning home,
tired.
simply
when it cries,
it doesnt show
its hurt,
it doesn't scream,
with its
sound of silence,
it dont want to get someones
attention
it wants to be alone,
I listen to a rhythm of its beat,
it show how I feel,
it started to
let my hand write,
anything
that discribe, how it does,
and how it is,
I cry
it never let sleep
i want to freeze it,
shut it down
but it can't,
its still beating
unfreezing
no one can see it,
not if it let me do.
aching,
still making sounds,
nobody can hear
right here, right now.
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 1:14 AM UTC
Its like
sunset
leaving shadow
of the day,
like everyone
returning home,
tired.
simply
when it cries,
it doesnt show
its hurt,
it doesn't scream,
with its
sound of silence,
it dont want to get someones
attention
it wants to be alone,
I listen to a rhythm of its beat,
it show how I feel,
it started to
let my hand write,
anything
that discribe, how it does,
and how it is,
I cry
it never let sleep
i want to freeze it,
shut it down
but it can't,
its still beating
unfreezing
no one can see it,
not if it let me do.
aching,
still making sounds,
nobody can hear
right here, right now.