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C F Tinney Apr 2017
You walked among the crowd
today
You rubbed, arm
to arm.

They did not see you there.

Among the hustle and the flow
the foot traffic to and fro
there you were
unseen.

Your pain flowing like a waterfall
among the crowd of so many eyes
no perception
none.

They did not see you there.

You waited, paused in hope
anticipation wasted
for not one saw
not one.

They did not see you dear.

And you ended all the pain
all the fear is gone
you left the crowd
to finally be alone.

Forever alone,
for they did not see you there.
invisible
C F Tinney Mar 2017
I saw you just the other day,
but you were not even there.
A shell of what you use to be,
but I shouldn’t bother to care.

You left us long ago,
but flesh lingers on.
Slowly dying, bit by bit,
til all but bone is gone.

I saw you just the other day,
but you were gone already.
The shell of you stood tall to me,
but your soul was all but steady.

Fall.  It’s fine to fall.
When flesh and blood is not enough,
and will power cannot clear,
the rough.  So very rough.

Lay down.
I saw you just the other day.
You looked so alive.
Yet none can keep at bay.
Reality.
for reality, it comes.
  Mar 2017 C F Tinney
Ola Radka
If you died today,
what
ideas,
what
stories,
what
dreams
would die with you?
  Feb 2017 C F Tinney
Ola Radka
The day is slowly fading.
The night is almost here.
I'm looking for
Your presence.
But you are
Nowhere
Near.
  Feb 2017 C F Tinney
autumn
No matter what
You have been led to believe
There is no happy ending
To this story.

There is only
The crushing, suffocating reality
That you are not
Were never
Will never
Be even close to good enough.

The. End.
C F Tinney Feb 2017
I’m broken.
No holding on any more.
Grasps are for the weak that refuse to believe,
that letting go is sure.

I’m broken.
You are broken too.
You read these words for solace,
still finding nothing new.

I’m broken.
My soul shall not be found.
My broken body straightened,
and shoveled in the ground.

I’m broken.
Nothing here remains.
Those who swore they could not go on,
continue day to day.
No one else has fallen.

I’m broken.
and it’s as though I never was at all.
I never was at all.
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