How to explain the pain
Of feeling nothing
To a world made of broken hearts and bones?
How to justify
a shivering body
To a world that is hell and is burning?
How can one call for help
For one's drowning
To a world brought to its knees by draught?
I can only bow my head at their suffering
And dare to say that
Though my heart and bones are intact
I am broken as a whole
I can only bow my head at their suffering
And meekly mutter with a moist mouth
That though their tongues are dry and skin is cracking
Cold too is a thirst for warmth
I can only bow my head at their suffering
And whisper that as I drown
Surrounded by clear icy water
My lungs burn like the tallest fire.
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 5:50 AM UTC
How to explain the pain
Of feeling nothing
To a world made of broken hearts and bones?
How to justify
a shivering body
To a world that is hell and is burning?
How can one call for help
For one's drowning
To a world brought to its knees by draught?
I can only bow my head at their suffering
And dare to say that
Though my heart and bones are intact
I am broken as a whole
I can only bow my head at their suffering
And meekly mutter with a moist mouth
That though their tongues are dry and skin is cracking
Cold too is a thirst for warmth
I can only bow my head at their suffering
And whisper that as I drown
Surrounded by clear icy water
My lungs burn like the tallest fire.