4 U....4m my inside....
Listen = Silent
The Voices that run at the back of my head..
Tells me the things left unsaid..
The hate that breeds in me, I never trust
Ends with me I’m the curse..
I calm myself by closing my eyes
I dug them in to see how much is left to cry..
Cut the skin and watch my self bleed
Break on through bring it on to me..
I’ll bleed from the blister of fate
Silence takes over my world of hate..
I’ll call the darkness and scream in silence
Stabbed in this misery the body I admire
Listen to the silence it lurks..
Listen to heart it pounds
Listen to me I’m dead
Grief is the soul in me….
--------RIP--------
Arjun singh kishtwaria
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem