Unheard

It’s 10 pm, you already fell asleep

It’s 12 am, and my mind cannot sleep

I tossed to left, I tossed to right

Still I cannot get myself right

On this cotton bed cover

I shed my tears, getting myself uncover

I know you do hear me sobbing

But your ears may have no opening

Here, in our bedroom, I am crying

But here, also in our bedroom, you remain deafening.

Bedroom, 24/6/2018

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