Disregarded

You throw my thought out of your head
and freeze my emotions to my body. 

I need you, but you don't feed me.
Just let me down 
to my sickbed
with words so cold and heavy.

Unless they are like yours 
you tolerate no move,
but out of sight you don't care what I do.

Happiness is strangled
in these dark rooms.
Crazyness can fill the sphere,
but nothing can bloom.

I have to shake it off to God
who burns it with His wisdom.
The crazy thougths, the dirt from mum
such a dark, dumb criticism.
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