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TreyOctober May 2020
Your glances still flood my head
The looks of love awaking in our bed
I'll love you forever, he said

There was love
Caught in the wind
I loved you endlessly, cant you see?

How have we reached this edge?
Blatantly blindsided by the path we've been led
Who has let us waste away?
TreyOctober May 2020
Accompanied by the full moon I lay
Dance with me in my mind, I say
Grab me by the hand and never leave
When I see you in my dreams
Please stay
You've left too many times ago
And I'm just not ready to let go
TreyOctober Apr 2019
I used to believe that...
I was born with a hole in my soul,
I felt a bit too much,
And that all of these highs and lows are abnormal.

But what if…
It’s you with a gaping hole in your soul?
A dark abyss where your morals should stand
& numbness where your feelings should lay?

This unfulfillment I feel is not emptiness,
It is simply the absence of life that I crave in my soul.
The feelings that I capture only a glimpse of in my dreams.
The feelings that I endlessly search for..
They are here. They are everywhere. But they are hidden and so out of reach.
By you.

It's not that I feel too much,
It's that you feel too little.
And you've conditioned yourself to accept this absence in your spirit,
That it is just a part of life.

When I feel so low.. You call it an illness when you are the one who is sick.
This norm is not normal at all.
TreyOctober Mar 2019
I find myself here
More times than I should.
The taste of nicotine stained on my tongue
The thirst for anything that will find me relief
Who am I really?
Because this sickness and madness takes over everything that I am
Sneaking up on me bit by bit, unnoticeable
Until it’s too late.
I’m so tired of fighting this.
The days I cannot make it to my bed
And the days that I feel nothing.
And everyday - the feeling of uncertainty.
The feeling of complete emptiness and loneliness.
The feeling that grips me up and rips out everything I thought I am.
The days I cannot recognize this person looking back at me.
This. Disease.
It is me.
TreyOctober Feb 2018
What is mine & what is yours?
Agonized
Disturbed
And sore

A dissevered conscience
Another ambush from you
Or is this real?

Give me a few ******* minutes
I can subdue this
I can transcend you
TreyOctober Feb 2018
The stars are falling
The moon is blacked
The sun is depressed
My heart is cracked

The world has stopped
The time is dour
No longer moving
Dreadful is every hour

Humanity is out of oxygen
The flowers are asleep
The terrain is shaken
Listening to the oceans weep
TreyOctober Feb 2018
Ghost of mine
Please leave
Not to another soul
But to another universe
Drift off into the sky
Eventually too small for the naked eye
Leave me
Find another host to dwell on
Find another place to drown
I don't need you
Biting my lip
Clenching my teeth
Eventually trying to find a release
Leave me.
Let me be.
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