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PsycheSpeaks Sep 2018
I listened to your vinegar words
Tell me how to miss you,
Pleased to learn
When you break something
It grows back stronger

If I could ask any question of you
It would have to be,
Do you remember, when you decided
I wasn’t worth
Your precious time?
A poem and pain from long ago
PsycheSpeaks Aug 2018
There is a moment where in your life
you realize all of this-
all the possessions and "things"
have no real meaning

And that our existence is fluid
and that bodies are just shells-
and that pride and wealth
don't matter either

It is at this moment
we are left uncertain
of why we work hard
what are we working towards?

I think many of us
are still searching for happiness
among worldly acquisitions
rather than finding it inside ourselves

Looking for a key to meaning
but what if there is no such key
and what if there is no such meaning?
PsycheSpeaks Aug 2018
I had never stood
in the middle of the street
with headlights
pouring down my back-
and thought about staying there
and thought about the rubber wheels
as they passed over me

I looked and saw the cars approach
standing in the crosswalk frozen
as the lights released me
you were still there-
walking next to me in silence
pointlessly procrastinating
our long goodbye

I was angry and couldn't speak
And you let me leave
PsycheSpeaks Aug 2018
I feel the cool breeze
dance across my shoulders
and wisp through my hair
welcome at first-
sending a shiver down my spine
not unwanted, but shocking

A break from the saturated heat
nature plays a joke on us all
keeping us on our toes
and flexible to change-
a good lesson to be learned
the lovely winter in June
PsycheSpeaks Aug 2018
Us
There is this look that you get,
And I can tell you are taking it all in
Every element all at once

Every particle of the universe,
At your fingertips
Awaiting your exploration

I want to discover,
The hidden secrets
Of our existence, with you.
PsycheSpeaks Aug 2018
Its a devastating blow
once you give in to that part of yourself
when you finally lose the fight,
and its almost not worth the effort at all,
yet here we are again

No matter the guards
I arm around myself
you always find a way,
to pierce my skin,
and open a vein

I stitch myself back together
after carving you in
just to prove I could survive,
but the worst things that happen,
always leave their mark
PsycheSpeaks Aug 2018
19
This is the year I fell out of love
I chased myself away
From anyone who wanted to help
Because no one could help-

I let myself be broken
And I cut everyone else out
And I let myself feel lonely
Because I knew I needed it

I needed to be
With myself
So I could again
Be with someone else-

I needed to feel empty
So I could fill myself back up

— The End —