I feel like I've given up. Nobody cares, not even you so why am I drawn to you? I hate this emptiness , I want to rip it all out but there's nothing there , so it's pointless.
I am trapped in a cage of ribs , my heart and my decisions are too strongly connected, this way of living is not safe, so I'll leave you alone so you won't get infected.
I apologize again for diving too deep into your ocean blue eyes. I drowned in them a year ago. I'm sorry that we couldn't say our last goodbyes.
I scribbled your face into wasted trees, I gave them to you even if doing so made it hard to breath. I fell too hard , I wish I wasn't raised to believe that finding love will set me free.
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC
I cried again today.
You still arent here.
Still arent in my life.
Its a living hell without you.
I miss you.
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 2:26 PM UTC
we don't exchange too many cute messages anymore
yet i open your contact and look at you often
watching as your profile picture provides a glimpse
into your life and state of mind
seeing when you are online and thinking if you are looking at mine
but the words "typing..." don't appear
neither on my end nor yours
effectively our two lives are behind two different closed doors
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC
Cryptic dreams awaken the mind
Telling more than I want to know
Hinting at emotions undefined
The glint of rough gems to be mined
Possible rapture threatens contentment
Disturbing the balance and the flow
Turbulence enters the calm of the present
Subconscious susurrations could prove prescient
The painstakingly built façade stays intact
But the lingering dream won’t go
No use denying its deep impact
As it cajoles me to think and act
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
nobody ever filled my missing parts
nobody could get me so high
but you with your questions about
history and politics
while the burning passion within
(which
swept away cold walls of my mind)
grabbed me by the soul and gently kissed...
(slight enough to break wings of butterfly)
...but here and now those parts are missing
yet again
here in my violent stubborn heart
while outside haunting wind
provokes the outrage of the chimes
(never to touch the face so fair
never to hear another subtle breath)
I should go to sleep!
I should go to sleep…
…desolation comes upon the days
painting the time with little pieces
of suffering (how can I close my eyes
hearing it coming with malevolence
in its steps)
Good-bye
Good-bye
and always my love
yours nobody
***
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 1:44 PM UTC
I guess he took pieces of me that I thought I didn't need.
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 2:22 PM UTC
Its hard to be what you need through a static screen.
Day by day I'm being replaced in your picture frames.
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 2:05 PM UTC
I sit here. Shaking. Losing myself......no, maybe gaining myself. The part of me that feels happy. Excited. Not my normal zombie walking self. I guess you always gave a heart to feel. Maybe gave me life in my eyes and the same life I gave to you to feel.
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 3:18 PM UTC
Sometimes I wonder,
if you would recognise me,
years later.
Where I would come up to you,
with a token of my love,
in a different city, in a different land.
Maybe I will disguise myself.
And I'll be fatter than I used to be,
and older and more tired,
of this life without you.
Would you still recognise me?
While I have made, in my mind,
Every permutation and combination,
of how you would look now and maybe
ten years later. Twenty even.
I would add weight to your body,
and wrinkles to your cheeks.
And present myself with your image,
Older but still beautiful.
But would you recognise me?
I wonder and fear,
that in your ignorance,
will be my death!
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 12:33 PM UTC