understanding

Understanding.
That's the goal, the aim, isn't it?
To understand another.
I speak to silence.
Repeat.
Fill up uselessness, and wonder -
Am I left walking, or am I speaking too loud?
What can I do -
with silence?
Reach to me.
Understand.
Sometimes you cannot feel another.
In this, the new knowledge -
Too normal to understand,
I judge, I broke,
I crack my soul.
It is okay.
That's the goal, the aim, isn't it?
Understanding.