#08

Each and every single day

Something within me cries

Something breaks,Something bleeds

Something seemingly dies

I'm trapped within these seven walls

The shadows grow and gloom befalls

Each and every single day

We drift apart

I can't see the end

Can't go back to the start

The bats are out and the dove is dead

Time to say goodbye,now I'm off to bed

Each and every single day

I wanted you to see

It wasnt the noisy chaos

But the static killing me

(PS: most of my poems are untitled for lack of apt titles owing to my inarticulation

the number at the top is the serial no of each one denoting the order in which they were written.over the years i threw a lot of them away so the numbers might not be in sequence)