In the deafening noise of my suffering
I hear your silence
And when I wince and fearfully shield my eyes
I see you are not there
I have become numb
But I feel the absence of your touch
In my presence, the stench on hopelessness reeks
But it’s a scent so familiar, I can no longer recognise it
And I cry
What was my offence?
And I cry
Where is my defence?
But in all this
I sense your gaze is fixed on me
I won’t taste defeat.
Good man lets push it. Let's follow each other and upvote.
This has a lot of despair in it. It sounds like there is a hurting heart holding the pen on this poem. I hope it's just art, and you are ok, little brother! <3 It ends on a strong note though! Feel that strength! Own it!
I'm doing great!! I wrote this a few years ago but it's purely art don't worry
Whew, crisis averted!
:D You should come join us in the PAL minnow support project discord chat sometime my friend, I think you would make many good friends and connections in our insane 3600 member group!
its fun too!
https://discord.gg/kNxM7T6
Thanks a lot!! I'll definitely take a look
Can't wait to see you there, it's a friggin' riot most of the time!
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