Saturday, March 10, 2012


I write this letter to you
you, who is deaf and indifferent,
and has left me to my doubts and struggles

You were supposed to be there
when all doors are closed,
but I faced the darkness at the end
and found no sign of you

You showed me hints of happiness
and hastily threw me back into my abyss
to fight the demons of my depression

You deaf
who never heard my sobbing
You ruthless son of a bitch
I would have taken my revenge
had you ever existed

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