You don't hear

You  don't  hear
when  heart  breaks;
you  don't  here
when  it  wakes.

You  don't  understand
what  happened  with  me.
We  couldn't  depend
on  everybody's  glee.

I  scout
the  idea  of  supernal;
but  time  is  out
and    I'm  funeral.

Why  the  sky  is  blue
and  clouds  float?
Where  the  clue
to  our  road?

You  don't  think,
don't  hear,
don't  drink,
you  just  aren't  here,
but  you  spear
my  heart
by  shout.

Something  very  loud  
exists  in  silence.
We  go  with  the  crowd
and  our  parlance
can  always  wound.

адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=278852
Рубрика: Лірика
дата надходження 06.09.2011
автор: Rocky_Grace