Why can’t I write?
\nTo be in love
\nYet feel so bad
\nBirds… birds which can’t fly
\nwithout the wind
\nto carry them high
\nBroken heart, broken mind
\nI can’t think
\nI can’t speak
\nI can’t write
\nWithout you blackness is white
\nThe light of life goes out
\non a black, black day
\nClouds hover
\na thorn
\nBlood, I bleed
\nA clot, stop
\nI haven’t seen you in years
\nit feels like a beautiful morning overbearing
\nI can’t hear you but I listen
\nto your soft voice
\nas you whisper – “why?”
\nWhy do you do this to me?
\nPlease… cut me, I am hurt
\nI no longer need life
\nI no longer need love
\nI no longer need me
\nI am no longer here
\nI am Dead<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Why can’t I write? To be in love Yet feel so bad Birds… birds which can’t fly without the wind to carry them high Broken heart, broken mind I can’t think I can’t speak I can’t write Without you blackness … Continue reading