My silence is not incomprehensible
Just receding a pool of hope
That continues to overflow uncontrollably
Until scattered among the silence
Lost in a lonely embrace
Now I am with the
loneliness you were once so proud of Killed a lonely one that increasingly gnawed at the soul
Weakened and then surrendered
Drifting in the middle of the storm you left behind
No anger, I guess
For every wound you carve inscription
I just don't understand
which part I have to forgive The
way you scratched your wound or your sad departure
There is also no joy, I think
For the remnants of the memories that you have buried
until I don't understand
which part I should keep Your
way of ruining the feeling or the momentary happiness that has stopped
