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This Torment of Drowning

written by: Jose A. Tovar


If you cannot understand my words,
How can you understand my silence?

If you cannot understand my cries,
How can you understand my conscience?

How can you understand my anguish?

This torment of drowning
In a sea of people
Who are as alien to me
As the morn is to night.



The suffering individual tragically misunderstood by the crowd.

Jose A. Tovar

Jose A. Tovar

Inquiring freethinker undertaking a journey of moral and intellectual transformation: I strive, I search, I hunt for the hidden and forbidden, mold it into poetry, and let the shadows within me burst free...

B.A. in Political Science, former Analytical Linguist, and lover of liberty.
Jose A. Tovar

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