• valar_morghulis7 10w



    My breath tries to voice a sound,
    But it doesn't make it,
    I don't see what it wanted,
    I am delusional and in suffering,
    From a piece that aches inside my head,
    So I can't pull myself up,
    I hope I understand,
    I wonder though what it could have been,
    That voice, that didn't make it,
    But I don't wish to look any deeper,
    I know I won't take it, So I don't bother,
    "I am sorry", I say to myself,
    So now there is guilt too, to hang over my head,
    That I couldn't be mine,
    That I was cold in my eyes,
    That I couldn't listen, that voice,
    That couldn't make it.
    ©valar_morghulis7