Sunday 4 September 2011

A night full of tears

A dozen of needles pressing into my heart,
Needles frm my mother
Needles frm my father
Each one a different story
Each one a deadly sting
Blowing sharply into my heart
Like cursing a voodoo doll
Tears of blood dripping
A sorrowful cry

A sense Of giving up everything
Books, results, future, even life

That night i had no feeling to eat
I eat as if i was eating air or unknown object into my stomach
I was collapsing
I was destroyed
My life became nothing to me
As if a a glass broken into pieces n be thrown away
Im helpless

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