I wonder through the streets, debating in my head if people can even hear my voice. Maybe it's a whisper to them, maybe it's an invalid mumble that doesn't matter.
Maybe they thought I wasn't even there.
You know when you go through your life helping others and sometimes you question if that was even worth it, when never gets returned.
You're left blindly empty.
Did you notice that I made your life worth living for, did you notice that I was there for you when no one else was?
Or was everything I did nothing to you?
Please notice that slight sadness in my eyes,
Please notice that I'm slowing falling apart,
Please notice that I'm really not okay.
Can you see that? Can you hear that?
No.
Maybe it's okay to be alone?
But I shouldn't have to try and convince myself that it's okay to fall asleep crying, I shouldn't have feel so empty?
All I need is your love and affections,
And your time.
Please don't let me go.
I'm falling to deep.
Alone.
whisper, Did you notice that I made your life worth living for, did you notice that I was there for you when no one else was? slight sadness.. can u hear me.. can u see me. do u understand me...... very nice poem.. full of living thoughts.. thankyou deaer poetess. dev
A nice poetic imagination, Sophie. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks.
Such powerful emotions from a warm caring heart! A very sad but expressive feelings in poetic beauty, excellent!
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I would like to translate this poem
" I wonder through the streets, debating in my head if people can even hear my voice. Maybe it's a whisper to them, maybe it's an invalid mumble that doesn't matter" the character is alone in the crowd as usually it happens because of a turmoil within when the search for an way out eludes the question.. Beautifully penned...