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Sun is shining
Music's playing
Children are having fun
In the smell of early autumn
Bitter taste of local bar coffee
Brings all the sweet memories to her
Puts a shy smile on her face
Time seems to stop
Such a perfect day
I'm dead
So the autumn is almost here
And I never thought
I'm gonna be happy about it

It's the first time I'm not worried
That I'm not gonna be okay this time of year
I'm worried you won't

Your smile still makes me
Feel confident about anything
But it doesn't matter cause you don't smile anymore

I wish I could do something about it
But I'm helpless
My hands are tied with the rope of your rejection

I've learned that my feelings
Don't matter too much
Just please... be fine
Pour coffee into my throat
Make my heart become black
Let my mind get sour

It doens't make sense
At all
Does it?

Time's getting heavy
It slows down with every second
Thoughts are soaking into skin
Consciousness is drifting away

I'm far away from you
*And from myself
Trees don't talk
They just drop
Dark shadows
Of their broken souls
On these empty walls

*And I'm one of them.
He.
He sat on the table
With sadness in his hand
He put it in his pocket
And he lit a cigarette

Not even half asleep
But also not dead yet
He fought his thoughts
In the sound of heavy air
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