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Seeking

~ W. Donovan ~ 4 Comments

You wanted to be with me
just to make sure you deserved somebody.
You wanted to be with me
to fight this constant depression
to feel accepted
because you didn’t want to be alone.
I didn’t want such love,
which you were seeking in me.
I don’t want that happiness,
which you’re seeking in me.
I don’t want this support,
which you’re seeking in me.
I don’t want this joy,
which you’re seeking in me.
I don’t want this meaning of life,
which you’re seeking in me.
You need to find yourself first.

© W. Donovan

letters: Father

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You’ve never been in my life, so don’t expect me to suddenly want you to be here.
Tell me again what you are for me, and I’ll open this book in which there’s no word about you.
Forgive me, but I don’t feel that I’m losing something.

© W. Donovan

What is happiness

~ W. Donovan ~ 6 Comments

What is happiness
doing things you like?
having satisfying job?
loving somebody?
What is happiness?
You say you’ll be happy
if you find your own place to live.
He says he’ll be happy
if he has the one he loves.
She says she’ll be happy
if she makes a career.
Can’t they be happy just right now?
What is happiness
the open sky
the deep ocean
the dark forest.
I don’t want to feel when it burns.
I don’t want to see any sparks.
I don’t want to hear the rhythm.
I just want to endure in that voiceless silence.
Am I happy?
I feel peace in my heart
Is that happiness?

© W. Donovan

Spike

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You wonder why
I behave like a man.
Can’t you remember I was one before? 
You’re frightened of human feelings
in the bloodsucker’s body.
Now.
I have no other choice
than to arouse pity.
So that one dawn
I do not wake up feeling
the spike stuck in my heart,
which is insensible anyway.

© W. Donovan