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Amoni Fuller Jan 2018
I feel nothing.

Not your kind words,
that drill
through my skull
until dull
and still

Not the wind
I've seen
dancing through the trees
singing sweet melodies
to the lilies below

Not the sun
or its warmth
my blinds are closed
just like my mind
it's cold.

Not even you
who tries to soothe
can fix me,
"The Uncouth"
I felt this way for a long time.
Not as often now.
  Jan 2018 Amoni Fuller
Ari
please
get out of my head.
get
out
of
my
head!

it's so painful to have you here
yet i'm always fighting for you to stay
so do me a favor
just get out
i know you don't care
you don't act like it
you ignore me
you neglect me
you reject me
and yet you said you loved me?

how could you?
to be honest..
how could i?
to fall for your lies...
i'm such a **** fool
why do i love you? it makes no sense
i have to block you for some peace, until i come crawling back in hopes of gaining your attention

it hurts so much
all of this,
caring about you.
i'm crying so much
i took my glasses off
i can barely see the screen on which i'm typing
almost like i can barely see my feelings as something important to you

sigh
i have so much to do
homework
studying
meditation
i even have a potential relationship
and yet i can't do any of it
none of it keeps my focus
why?
because of you!
why can't you listen to my plead?
i don't know

Please,
Just!
Get!
Out!
Of!
My!
Head!

before i blow you out with a bullet.
i needed to vent badly
Amoni Fuller Jan 2018
I am a perpetually uncertain individual.

Or the opposite.
I might be the most indecisive person I know, maybe.
If I have children they won't have names.
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