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  Jan 2015 Ena Alysopriono
WickedHope
Please someone come hold me
It's cold here, I'm lonely
Trapped in this house
Please just get me out
I literally might run away from here...
I can't take it anymore,
but I have nowhere to go.
sometimes
i apologize so much
i feel like i'm saying sorry for my existence
I'm so sorry
  Jan 2015 Ena Alysopriono
nicole smith
you meant a lot to me until
I realized your body runs cold.
you meant a lot to me until
I recognized the ways you are bold.
you meant a lot to me until
I heard the number of times your voice cracks throughout the day.
you meant a lot to me until
you spoke of things you were initially afraid to say.
you meant a lot to me until
I saw the way you laughed.
you meant a lot to me until
I saw some of your chosen paths.
you meant a lot to me until
you told me the secrets you forgot to keep inside.
you meant a lot to me until
I stood by you while you cried.
you meant a lot to me until
I heard the mistakes you made in the past.
you meant a lot to me until
I discovered how different you were from the last.

you meant a lot to me until
all your flaws were laid out to see.
but after all this time I've realized
you don't mean a lot,
you mean everything to me.
  Jan 2015 Ena Alysopriono
M
I want you to need me
just as desperately as I need you
I want to be wanted by someone, you know? I guess I want to make everyone else feel wanted so much but I feel unnecessary sometimes because no one straight-up seems like they genuinely want to hang out with me
Ena Alysopriono Jan 2015
You tell me it's okay
You're fine
But you are lying
It hurts when no one notices
I know
I always thought
I was good at seeing when others were hurting
It was one thing I could do
Be a good friend
But now I know
I am not even that
I am so sorry
I wish I could take your pain
And keep it for myself
Bear the burden you don't deserve
Shelter you both from the world
Stop you from hurting
I can't
So it turns out
I'm just a ****** person
You should probably hate me. If you don't I am the luckiest person alive.
Ena Alysopriono Jan 2015
I sit here
Crushed by loneliness
Wishing for conversation
Something
Because I seem to be
The only person
Who doesn't have something
To do on this
Cold Sunday afternoon
It is paradoxical
'Cause when I have
A person to talk to
I often wish for them to stop
I am not content either way
I want to walk away
From everything
But I have responsibilities
And it is too cold
So I will just sit here
and be lonely
idk
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