Monday, 25 April 2016

Impatient Yearning

Impatient Yearning

When eyes don't blink anymore
And the ceiling becomes a mirror.
Tears follow the same path again,
And drench an already soaked shoulder.

Hands and legs don't work for long
And give in to the loneliness.
Silence turns into a lullaby and
Ears fall asleep too soon.

Slowly, as I turn from anxious to miserable
The impatient yearning leaves me.
Breathes are no longer needed,
For it's now too late to think of living.

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