this is a short story of my life


Voiceless, Speechless

My eyes are shining
I am tongue-tied by her words
My hands are on the floor
I am down again

Thinking my soul died
as Goliath murdered bu just one stone
Her clumping reminds me
how she trampled on my feelings

Nobody helps me.
No need of help
Just a desire of being myself again
I want my soul back again

Now, I am blind
in a cozy place
Is this heaven?
Or just another deceit of my heart?

Someone talking to my mind.
Voiceless and speechless,
I just listen to that whisper
realizing that she will use me again!



Poetry by victor carlos
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Written on 2005-12-13 at 01:09

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