poetry i wrote after a while of writerblock

the romance of science

music, turns into static,

the sun turns into nothing.

but my loneliness,

wont turn into aynything.

im alone,

no romance,

left with science.

because i messed up.

experiment after experiment,

explosions after explosions,

im still left with isolation,

no matter how hard i try.

just a little love, i wanted.

someone to just tell me,

" i love you, more than anything. "

but the world is as cruel as satan.

a crushing weight on my heart,

i just want someone to be my lover,

ill be anyone for them,

ill be the best, just for their love.

and maybe,

after every failed experiment,

after every hypothesis

proved wrong,

ill find the love,

who is awaiting for me all along.