Expectations
The clock doesnt tick or tockIt thunders each second
With each minute
Like some impending doom
Sometimes I convince myself I am deaf
For all this silence.....
Yes I'm deaf! I must be!
For I never hear you !
But every breath is sucked from lungs
Too empty to scream aymore
To waste breathe
Am I mute,?oh how I must be
For you never hear the break
In my voice , cracks that even the most skilled cant repair, cannot hear lump in throat
Or a sob catch again and again
With my unworthy expectations
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