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SaD
it's sadness that
drives me mad
the madness that
makes me sad
it's a sadness tears
can't explain
the sadness which as
a scar will also pain
it's one words can't
put into context
I just gotta live
under the pretext
of hope of the end
yet it's one
which never
ends...
  Jun 2016 Mybadbrainday
Gareth
Middle aged
Broken goods
Damaged on the inside

Chance has come
Chance has gone

Alone our lot shall be
Free to think
Free to be
Is what I tell myself

But what is life
Without touch
A lonely place to be

Midnight thoughts
Of past and future
Haunt the inner soul

Without you there are no boundaries
To keep my sanity

On Sunny days
And Cloudy nights
The tears roll down my cheeks

Silver trails
Of unforgotten thoughts
Like veins across my face

Memories leave scars
Of a distant past
One foot I place ahead

Each step filled with dread
You can never take my soul
Foward I strive ahead
Mybadbrainday Jun 2016
Let me cry alone over you
Alone, without an audience
Let me cry in solitude over you
Out loud and ugly.

Let me scream out loud over you
Whimper from the pain your silence cause me
Let me trash my world in agony from
your razor snakes twisting in my gut.

Let me be rage out loud over you
Furious, fuming and boiling
Implode without spectators witnessing
my misserable decay of character

Crumbling over a man they didn't know existed
The invisible man who set my world on fire with words only.

You finally vanished for real and left open wounds never to be patched or stitched with anything but silence.
Silence, because I'm not allowed mourning you, not allowed missing you.

Not allowed crying alone over you leaving without  a simple goodbye...



...Silence really is a ****** band aid.
Even when you're gone you inspire me...
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