There's this heavy thing on my chest
It makes me want to cry sometimes
It makes me want to die too
There's this unknown energy around me
It makes me want to feel so low
Lower than I have before
There's this thing that
Makes me choke for air
It pulls me far away from here
In the land unknown
Where souls only roam
They pass through the stars
And walk in the bars
They say they don't feel things
And past does not bother them
They convince me its better there
It's so much better than here
It's crazy how someone can go from the person who taught me how to love myself
To the reason I wanted to die.
I watched you sleep
As my soul stared deep
Into your own.
To be an angel
A beautiful stranger
Someone I owned last night
Someone I swore at last night
A sin we commited, just the two of us, alone.
I wish the night had lasted longer.
I still think about the things you used to find insignificant in our relationship.
And they make me smile more than your words ever will.
The world kept moving,
And cows continued mooing.
The sky changed colours,
But the moon remained discoloured.
It had been months,
And all I had heard were my own grunts.
I hadn't stopped complaining,
About my life's failings.
Like one where my romance wasn't returned,
The foolishness that I yearned.
But one night when I layed in bed,
With a quarantined head.
I realised all I needed was love.
To be my own dove.
It's 4 in the morning and my eyes are all red.
She loved like dreams
Left like autumn scenes
You blamed me for keeping you like an animal caged
But honey didn't you see the stars that traced every bar in beige?
I'd really recommend you to take in consideration different symbolisms of the words in order to get a wider view of what I am trying to portray in this poem. Further discussion is encouraged.