I can still see exactly what you were wearing
the day i finally got the courage to talk to you
the necklace you wore was enchanting to me
but it was probably just the skin underneath it
hard to converse with you in the beginning
but i figured out how to get you to talk
i loved your voice so much
all i hear in it now is the animosity
that occupies your image of me

I remember
when you used to hold me close
and say you loved me

up through most of the night
lights from the hallway
peering from under the doorway
shadows walking right up to the door
no sound
no heavy movement from foot
or creaks from the floor
slowly my door handle turns to open
then released
i think i'm going crazy
the voices continue on
from what seem to be very dark corners of my mind

Poems are lovely
simple words painting vivid images
lovely paintings of girlies who
have long since left me
with only words left to express
nothing left to leave my mouth
only write
soon, i will serenade my love to show her
how someone can truly love another human

Almost believed the girl when she said
she missed me
but she's not making an effort to talk to me
and thats okay cause i wouldn't talk to me either
i just wish she wouldn't have said she missed me
it's all i've been thinking about

Demons that you only see in your nightmares
play with me all night
endless games
loops
nothingness
void of anything forever
i am everything and nothing
he has shown me that with meaning
nothing means anything