Broken thoughts dancing
in the silence to blame
the walls of misery
through the wounds
I obtained for no reason,

Reasons laughing
at the inutile feelings
to say au revoir,
but the curtailment
i made to endure the
misery;
suffocating the thoughts
of choices to kill -
the peace.
yes, I murder my
happiness through
expectations & blaming
the world to be in melancholy.

© vichus