Silence
Your silence kills me
And amplifies your expectations in my head
How to think of something cheerful
When everything is wet and sticky?
I will write, I will sing and I smile but not for you.
Anger
In silence I observe and absorb,
The Black smoke you exhale and corrupts me.
I will elaborate later the damage and the pain,
In unluckily situations I cannot foresee,
It will approach the surface and burn you
With the fear and anger I grew.
Blackbird
Head down I run, mumbling numbers and dreaming a future of independence I hold my breath and smile. I know it is not forever and each sigh is crucial. I will, I'll do, they'll do, I'll go.
