B.C Lawrence Poem by Ezediuno Louis Odinakaose

In the silenc of my room
Reality coms knockin at my door...
At d mid of d nyt
Silenc bore the smell of loonliness...
From a lonly heart
Tears com rushin lik a ragin river... Didnt say anytin al day
Cos there is notin to say...
No... There is so much to say...
But dont knw how to say it...
Stil dont knw evn now...
I mis u but am nt sad. Sound strange but i undastand
... D words ar nt comin
They may neva com...
I'l see u again...
I wil.