Looking beyond the fogged window Sitting cross legged on the couch A hot cup of coffee feels cozy in my hands As I crave for something intangible Something indescribable in words Uncaptured in imagery Something that is yet to be written Failed to be spoken Something as strong as a storm And stubborn as sea…
Tag: silence
Silent Cries
My words may just be lies Little innocent lies That get me through the day Project a near perfect life And convince you that I am okay The subtle ‘whatevers’ The condescending ‘fines’ Weigh more than the pain You inflicted on me that day Even my teddy couldn’t ease it Nor did mommy Blocking out…
The Doctor's Note 