Staring into the emptiness
deafened by the silence
just looking and not thinking
seems like a hole, a void
...
i think, i fear, i crawl, i enroll
i am confident i prepare, i get nervous, i regret
i forget which competition it was
was it the debate i ran from or
...
'school is fun', seemed
weird coming out of a
4th grader.
ask why and you'll have
...
What's my aim in life?
I don't know!
Would you slice me, for that, with your knife?
Yes your knife that cuts my throat
...
What's a ball without a kick
That's almost how we try and trick
Like mountaineers with cold food
We are always down with a football shoot
...
Part-time Poet. Well, won't call myself a poet altogether because I write when I really feel something about a particular subject.)
He, Who Must Not Be Named
Staring into the emptiness
deafened by the silence
just looking and not thinking
seems like a hole, a void
Is it he, who must not be named?
If violence is the future
Hallucination, another effect
being lonely a decision
and self-destruction a step
Is it he, who must not be named?
Help me, i scream
but no one can listen
because it's the void
in which I am trapped
Is it he, who must not be named?