Tuesday, April 23, 2013

two years

Sadness does not bother me anymore,
I have no concern for anger.
Frustration is unhelpful,
and anxiety does not help me sleep at night.
I've given up on happiness
and perfected the art of fake smiles.
I've thrown away caution to the skies
and despise unsolicited feelings of joy.

I am bound to my sorrow
like birds that are destined to fly forever.
They shall never know about drowning in the sea
Just like I will never know what it feels
to step across your threshold again, 

The only thing that helps
is knowing
that every single time i close my eyes,
i think of you.