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348 · Sep 2015
i. the finale
silas Sep 2015
how silly of me to believe you'd change your atrocious ways
how awful it is to know you only 'loved' me
when you wanted something
how stupid i was to think you'd miss me at all

i continue to float on this nauseating cloud of despair
waiting, waiting, waiting
for who knows what anymore

the clock still continues on, and waits for no one

teach me to fall in love again, with someone new
or tell me you ******* love me again
because i really am nothing without you
even if you did, i already know you don't mean it

published on 22nd of september, 2015
343 · Dec 2014
untitled
silas Dec 2014
get out of my head, my heart, my soul,
you don't belong there anymore
actually ready to **** myself
332 · Dec 2014
midnight romance
silas Dec 2014
what would it be like
to feel the very flesh of another
against your own
their lips warm and pressing
eyes closed, hearts as one?
those who feel deaf, perpetual loneliness
can never know, will never.
seeming like you've received everything
you've ever wanted,
only having the opportunity
to share that sentiment
with another

s.b.//
publishing a lot of works this week
328 · Mar 2015
time goes on
silas Mar 2015
time goes on and i feel nothing
the emptiness of my heart
the coldness of my skin
the numbness of my brain
as i reminisce over the things i used to love about you

for a second, time stops.

stop looking at yourself in the mirror
whispering, "it'll be okay. i'll be okay."
when you know **** well
you'll be anything but okay.
not written for anyone in specific

22nd of January, 2015
325 · Apr 2019
breathless
silas Apr 2019
people have always said
the world you see
is the world you know

i see
my hands,
clouds of gray
made of ragged static edges

i see
the horizon,
a mosaic
dripping with vibrant reds and oranges

i see
the world,
crumbling
disintegrating into dust

heavy breaths and quivering hands,
i want to shut out the world.
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324 · Aug 2015
vi. who am i anymore?
silas Aug 2015
nothing makes me happy anymore and i think about dying every day
i look in the mirror and see my own misery reflected back at me
stop scaring me into someone i will never be

i miss you
please come home
28th of august, 2015
"i'll wonder how you're doing, but i won't call."
273 · Dec 2014
untitled
silas Dec 2014
i wish i could look at myself in the mirror again
without seeing guilt
regret
sorrow

all of the things you could take away,
at least for a little while.

i miss you
dead inside

— The End —