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Nikki Nov 2022
Always the lonely passenger
In the empty train car
Imagining carefree laughter
And mindless banter

In search of
A little flicker of hope
To know that there could be more to life
Than those empty,
Agonizingly lonely years.
That it was leading me
To my happy ending
And my happy beginning
Nikki Sep 2022
At night I feel your lips
       Searching my body
Your hands exploring
       With fiery precision
Your eyes piercing through me
       With unchained desire

And my body trembles with anticipation
While my heartbeat accelerates
As we become one
Nikki May 2022
Let me be the fool

That believes in fairy tales
Who trusts without hesitation
That dreams in colour
Who loves without fear
That embraces the unknown
Who risks without inhibition.

To a realist
A dreamer is a fool
But if I could
I'd rather be the fool
Nikki Apr 2022
Tell me
What it means
When everyone’s happiness
Makes you feel even lonelier
Empty to the core

How a mood can change
In an instant
And seem to **** all the light
Out of every smile

Every moment poisoned
By one seemingly innocent instant
One bad thought
To infect all the others
Nikki Mar 2022
This feeling is like
A weighted blanket
I can’t shake

A suffocating
Uncontrollable
Hurt

A silent scream
Ever present

A severed connection
Separating me
From life

Stuck behind glass
Always looking in
Banging loudly
Yet never to be heard

Only ever alone
With my pain
The only one
Always by my side
The only one
Never to leave me
Nikki Nov 2021
Sometimes I crave
An honest touch
One that requires no words
But says it all

A deep connection
Beyond words
Beyond the physical

Sometimes I crave
An honest touch
A deep connection
No

Everyday
And every waking moment
And sleeping second
I crave an end to my loneliness
Nikki Nov 2021
Like a cry in the night
Left unheard
But not unspoken
Never really unspoken
Simply ignored
But why?
Why was I ignored
And overlooked
Was I not worth being heard
And noticed
Was I not special enough
To be saved
Even when words are uspoken, they are still there. Just waiting to be heard.
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