I didn't have a clue about my torment distressed you...

I didn't have a clue about my torment troubled you,

Have I known better,

I could not have possibly drained infront of you.

Have I understood the profundity of my injuries,

I could not have possibly depicted at the same time.

Have I at any point known to be a superior companion,

I would have safeguarded you from my own toxin.

In any case-

I didn't have a clue about my torment upset you.

I didn't have a clue about my simple presence,

Would have estimated yours.

Have I realized my mindlessness would truly hurt this,

I wouldn't have go to your understanding,

Let alone to embrace your organization.

In any case-

I didn't have a clue about my torment troubled you.

I didn't think my hurt had super abilities,

I dismissed maybe it was nothing,

At the point when it was more than something.

I wouldn't even for a second consider allowing you to remain uncovered,

For any result that would follow

Due to my aggravation.

My long, troubling hurt.

Which I wish to stow away, presently

Which I wish to swallow,

Prior to bringing on any illness,

Any unsalvageable harm,

To those of which I love,

Or on the other hand not, maybe.

I wish not to see anybody

Distressed by my sting,

Whether I think high,

Or on the other hand low of them.

Nobody is to be on the recipient end,

For the following punch of my aggravation.

I, just I-

Would be familiar,

What's more, fight against it,

Regardless of anything else.

For my aggravation,

Wouldn't cause you another aggravation,

At all,

Not any longer.

@zworldinsidemyhead

Void

I attempted to record on paper

Each and every inclination caught in me,

Right at that point

To dispose of the wreck inside me,

Whether it's aggravation, joy or frustration.

Yet, I finished with a clear piece of paper,

Quietness spread on top of it in striking and blue,

Cause I was simply feeling unfilled,

Furthermore, didn't have any idea how to communicate,

About things of which even I missing the mark on hint!

The paper board, yet at the same time appeared to be weighty,

Cause it presently conveyed the void I had been conveying for such a long time,

Furthermore, vacancy gauged,

As it's an inclination,

To which I right presently have a place!

@lostinwordss

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