Claiming Outbursts

I screamed into the abyss at dawn when I lost my cool

I was very rude, I was very demanding

I laid still keeping all my good things aside,

Hiding all that had remained

I tasted emptiness and took it home with me

I returned empty handed after exchanging cruelty

The dawn ignored me and the dusk turned its back on me

I felt like a clown wandering around

I painted my ache by drawing figures of leaves

Just when I turned around the abyss backstabbed me

Blackness and its warmth were kind

It gathered me in its soil

I promised to play brave

Denying the registering of what stayed

And I promised my tears as collateral

For claiming my outbursts that went vain

After I have carried enough dust

The tree devoid of flowers assured me

And I confirmed,

It will be okay.