Jul 4, 2018
an attempt at poetry #1
i wait for something profound
in this emptiness i have found
nothing really matters
nothing is everlasting.
i wait for my friends
to ask my how it went
my day, my month, my year
somehow they all blend into one.
i hate the silence
reminds me of the lack of your presence
does it really matter, i ask
you’re silent anyway.
i tell myself its just your mind
be happy, dont mind.
nowhere to go from rock bottom
up is the only way
(im trying poetry after a really long time)
