To waste

I wasted so many mornings
only lying in bed.
You wasted so much time
trying to show me the beauty
I didn’t want to see.
You were always there
waiting for me
wanting me to start living.
I wasted so many mornings.
Don’t ask me why
I was blind.
Don’t ask my why
I was deaf.
When I finally woke
I hoped everything would change.
It was too late, though
you weren’t there any longer
waiting to show me the world.
Now you’re telling me
to go back where I was.
Now you’re threatening me
to show me the ugliness
I don’t want to see.
Now you’re asking me
to waste every morning.

© W. Donovan

Kill me [VIII]

Please kill me
you won’t regret anything
but dead bodies.
Please let me go
for I wouldn’t like to see
disappointment in your eyes.
You cannot control it
and I don’t know either
when it will come after me.
Do you hate me so much?
that you make me look at all this?
You know you have to kill me
before I kill you
so that I could finally forget.
Please let me
Let yourself forget me
Please kill me

© W. Donovan

The one

You were the one
who knew what to say.
I have no reason to stay though
we have nothing in common
but that one night.
I didn’t know what I wanted.
I didn’t know if I loved you.

© W. Donovan

Grain

I’m not here to make a change
neither to speak up.
I stand in a row
do what I’ve been told.
I’m not here to explain
neither to give lessons.
I follow the crowd
do what I’m expected.
I’m not here to tell you what to do
neither to judge your mistakes.
I’m a grain of sand
nobody will notice me.
I’m not here.
I’m here to speak my truth
compose every piece.
I’m here to express my feelings
show the pain in every word.
I’m here to voice my thoughts
hidden between verses.
I’m here
I’m not here though.

© W. Donovan