Empty noise

Screaming in an empty room doesn't break the smothering gloom, staring at the night, while your reflection stares back by moonlight....
Many thoughts roll by ,  no big surprise , I sit and I stare, pretending not to care....
But memories are a cheap dance , and will destroy you if given a chance 
So i choose to sit quietly staring out a window , lost in the same thought that just wont let go....
In it creeps , even when i sleep , I awaken somewhat shaken , but it still repeats...
"She was never going to show, didn't you know , this is not the first time you've been the punch line of a joke.....
Over and over one vicious cycle, I need to jump off but its unlikely and doubtful...
Because i've gotten so use to the heartbreaking pain , that the embarressment of abandonment is no longer shame....
Agony gives me love , Misery a back breaking hug , A tearful injection of unwantedness has become an obsessive drug....
I'm staring out this window the moonlight kisses my reflection , one hundred years from now my dusty bones will be an indication...
Of what will never be when you give your heart completely , and you get nothing in return because nothing is what they see....
So holding tightly back the tears , screaming loudly hoping everyone will hear....
This empty room now holds my voice , but no ones listening its just empty noise....- Jac!



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