Puisi: "To Speak" by Aris Balu

I tried,

I'm giving the best of my endeavor to articulate madness than to heal from the injury

I cried,

Every night I circled the house, dreaming of creation worthy of my most profound insanity

I lied,

I'm not ready to face another failed attempt to write another love story

I can't do this alone, not anymore

I'm tired,

It's too much for one man to carry, for it is unfair to have no one but an enemy as I speak of the jester within me 

So I died, 

no more words, no more thoughts, only me and the smile which I grace upon every voice, upon each faceless creature as far as the eye can see