Lonely souls

So close
so far away
to each other.
So close
in the same place
so far away
separated by a wall.
Cannot see
each other.
Cannot smile
to each other.
Cannot speak
to each other.
So close
but thick bricks
between them.
So far away
but connected
in their minds.
Two
lonely
souls

© W. Donovan

I thought I loved you

I thought I loved you
but it turned out not to be true.
I don’t know if I regret it or not.
I thought I loved you
you just let me think like I did.
Your eyes told me that
your intense glances
which made me want more.
I was more and more delighted
I couldn’t stop thinking about you.
But all this was like fog.
I thought I loved you
I thought I could feel something.
You had so much feelings for me
as if you wanted to love for us two.
I thought I loved you
but I saw it in your eyes
the love I wanted to feel for you
I thought I would love you
please don’t blame me
for the love you had for me.

© W. Donovan

Missing

I achieved everything
what I wanted.
Worked hard for many years
to be somebody
as I wanted.
I don’t understand
I’m still missing something
Is that you?
Your absence.
I abandoned
the memory of you.
Didn’t want to think
about you somewhere else
not being here
next to me.
I’m missing something
I don’t understand
I should be happy
as I wanted.
Don’t I have everything?
I have everything
but you.

© W. Donovan

Marble silence

We think we have time.
We never say what we feel.
We never say what we want to say
at the moment.
We hide it in complicated words
which mean nothing
don’t say anything directly
don’t explain anything.
We don’t talk about what’s important.
We’re scared
of shame
incomprehension
rejection.
We think we have time.
Until the other person goes away.
Then we realize
that we’ll never tell him again
about anything.
We won’t say what we feel
what we always wanted to say
that he was important to us.
There’s only a gibber left
There’s a marble silence
answering mute questions
which we’re afraid to ask.
We thought we had so much time.

© W. Donovan

don’t, stop

Pain in every part of the body,
so sudden and violent, not possible to
bear. I want you to stop. I
could curl up with it. I could,
but I cannot move. I stand like
a statue in the middle of the
room and shout inaudible voice without opening
my mouth, I am crying without shedding
tears and lie standing. Pain like a
thousand needles pierces my mind and covers
my eyes. I hear my own scream
and I see flames through my eyelids.
I am like a ghost, devoid of
the body, but imprisoned in it forever.


© W. Donovan