Every yell, every cry, every sound
All the time, all night
Or all day
It doesn't move forward nor backward
A huge bolder called arguments
Insignificant vowels appearing
Boiling up in the pot each time our lips move
The lid rattles
Water spilling over
Water which are my tears
That vaporize with our anger
Something overcomes us and drags us
To an abyss
Will we ever get better?
Sleep wont help
Sleep can't calm me
Sleep wont become my company
Nor my shadow
Being awake is worse
Being awake is surreal
Being awake in a different world from before