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Fowz Oct 29
Even though you're right in front of me, talkin to me
I miss u like crazy
Is it cuz we are living in different worlds now?
Or Is it cuz I have nothing left to say?

U were, and still are,
My golden memory of Gulab jamun,
Sweet and warm,
Filling the spaces of My heart.
I loved u and I still love u
But why are things like this
Is this how life is suppose to be?
Is that okay?

Why is it that the person I treasure most,
The one who lit up my days,
Doesn’t feel the same way?

Is it how it’s meant to be?
Alone, silent, at peace, yet...
Missing a piece of broken puzzle
Is it okay for your life to not be interesting?
Is it okay if u don’t find others life entertaining to u?
Is it okay if your just there spreading less vibrations?
Is it always suppose to be like this?
Is This how My senior year suppose to be ?

Am I normal? Or is the world out of sync?
There’s so much peace, but why does a piece of me still feel lost?
What’s suppose to fill that empty space,
Like a puzzle piece hidden in the shadows?
Am I the problem?
And If I am, why can’t I see what it is?

Why am I clueless?
Is it cuz I don’t have the energy to even think?
Or am I just making excuses to be in a bubble?
But what bubble am I living in?
Emptiness? nothingness or space just filled with oxygen?
Will this be what suffocates me in the end?

Why can’t I have normal human connections?
Is it cuz I open up too much?
or cuz I need to open up more?
But if no one cares enough to respond,
then what am I supposed to do?

How can I be a better human,
so I can manage connections right?
Why does it feel so wrong to just be
with u, just u

Why do I enjoy peace more than anything?
I would rather be silent on walks together, explore things quite.
Why do I expect My human relationships to be quite,
where words of communication is less than the time spent together,

Is this what loneliness feels like?
Is it cuz I’m the only child,
Who’s thought just echos within itself?
Is it cuz I need to learn how to actually socialize?
Or does the world need to learn real conversation?

What is wrong with me?
How am I suppose to feel happy?
Or is this My happiness?

Why am I not able to Analyze My own feelings?
Why don’t I know when I’m happy and when I’m not?
Is it because I’m filled with numbness and emptiness?
Or is it cuz I don’t know anything at all?
hey! this is my first ever poem i wrote, it maybe kinda depressing but the words are from the bottom of my heart which i wish to say but i cant say </3

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