I write poems to escape from my absorbed thoughts. I found it magical the way we put words into something that has a deep meaning. Now I can resemble the things I went through with these weightless words.
In the manner of speaking
In the manner of walking, laughing
Drawing a border line around his personality
Watching him finding everything nerve wracking
Walking miles and miles in just a little room
Run away each time from his ghost
I followed his actions and his words like a fairy tale book
Sometimes I tried to mute his voice in my mind just to memorize his actions
Sometimes I added a romantic song to his behaviors, just to romanticize the way his shouts at me
When he was hungry I saw him struggling with swallowing each and every bite of his sandwich
Dripping the milk on the sheets and turning off his cigarettes in a bottle of empty beer
In the middle of his alcoholism and addiction I was there playing with my toys
Escaping from him was so hard so I used sleep under my bed just to forget the fact that I lived
with his complications
Used to write down my dreams on a paper
Dreaming about a house full of flowers and elephants
Touching the clouds with my small ladder
Dancing to a tragic song until he changes his manners the way he changes his clothes whenever a female attended
