This book is dedicated to all my friend’s family and myself.
Inaudible
The silence bears weight on the ears of the receiver, as silence means nothing and the unknown is deafening that a blabbering liar is better than a silent truth cause I’m tactically avoiding the unknown because I’m too tired interpret your .
Empathy
Empathy they lack you see,
They care for “me” and only “me”
Mouth spouts junk and room soon follows
Oh boohoo your full of
The breath you take
The heavy bags you hold in your chest are filled with so many stories please tell me them before you take your last
The comfort from the big isn’t a sigh of frustration it’s a breath to take in to wonder how we got here shame your lungs are rotten.
Hope
It’s hard to find
People that care But I didn’t notice You cared so much To keep me fed.
A group of none was all I had but God I am so glad to have a group of idiots
That never know how to shut up.
Grandad Well hasn’t it fallen, He was scattered late, Delayed from the distance brought on by doctors, Home of the Queen to the land of the brave.
Mousey grey waist coat, Stationed on a thousand boats But with the sea on his head, Checkered shirt with somber tones, But had the sweetest smile that could comfort the soul, Distance manufactured the desolate and discomfort, Repressed grief by the conscious of others Broken once by the faults of others
Crumbling to the point of the destruction of my
Eyes I only wonder what you see when you say your attracted to me
I wish I had your eyes of sight so I could see myself with delight.
This is a book about personal poems that I have come up with, as well as my own illustrations.
by Abbie Hilton.