Dull Sunlight
Are you listening?
Do you even care?
Turn on the light,
Could it be anymore dark in here?
I am broken,
Not in one or two.
Your words get louder
Your fists get stronger
The pain gets harder
Then it eases, I have done this before.
The lights are still off – the lights in my heart of course.
Maybe one day life will be better.
But I don’t make wishes,
Because –
Is anyone listening?
Does anyone even care?
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