Please Answer My Call

I don’t want to remember…
The days I’ve felt pain. The times I’ve suffered.
It’s too much to digest. Too strange to even put it in words.

It’s manipulating…
To see that the days have been forcing me to stop acting
like I’m used to. Especially when it makes a difference.

Tragedy is filling me…
I can’t push forward for I am not trying to.
I’m blocked by a forced wall. I’m trapped. I’m isolated.

Loud and clear…
Then, I hear them. Smooth and soft, my body aches.
Now my ears have been plugged by some dirt of a game.

Rough times…
My skin aches for touching this moment.
It’s difficult to sleep. Please, answer my call.


Let me hear your thoughts!