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Pat Lynett Mar 2019
For where it stood
It left nothing underneath
A silent asylum
Of dreams.
Pat Lynett Mar 2019
If the pieces put you back together
Where would you be?
Would you then see me
Enough
To understand that we all are lost.
Pat Lynett Feb 2019
I felt a deep nothingness
As if I was about to faint
The cold reality I grasped
Crumbled into something smaller
Unfamiliar
But ever present.
Pat Lynett Feb 2019
Find me in dystopia
Where the trees grow more beautiful
Underneath
And the shattered souls
Are the air we breathe
The ever changing
And the thoughts
We actually mean
A plague so fruitful
We can feast
I'll be in the garden
Ripping apart my limbs
For I am free.
Pat Lynett Jan 2019
Salvaging the remnants
Like I have nothing left to give
A world worth noticing
But at times
It feels too hard to live
A soft laugh
Where eyes connect
A bit
If only there was enough
For me to find
In this.
Pat Lynett Jan 2019
What does it mean
If I still worry,
We've separated so much
It's impossible to be us
I fall apart just remembering
The reasons
I wonder where you are
And I hope you
Still smile.
Pat Lynett Jan 2019
In full view
I see a stranger
In my own eyes
I've lived and I've tried
I've loved and I've lost
And the frost covered pictures
Still make me smile
Just enough
To forget who I am
Inside.
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