I scream for you,

But only silence replies.

I beg you to answer me,

But you refuse the demand.

Where are you?

Where have you gone?

With my pen to paper,

Only dots are written.

Bad piece after bad piece,

Crossed out like a lie.

Paper litters the floor,

As my hands tremble and

The urge to scream is just getting stronger and stronger.

Where have you gone?