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You messaged me today
I listened to what you had to say
My heart didn't hurt
You didn't try to flirt
You apologized to me
And said you'd like to see...
You'd like to see me and catch up
I said okay
I could talk to you today
Is this healing
Because I have no feeling
I have no feelings left for you
 Jan 2021 youcancallmesierra
Seems like getting over you
Is as hard as it was getting through to you
Each day I hope to forget
The scars you’ve left me with
The insecurities I now battle at your absence
The hurt I feel when I think of you
As it consumes my mind
My heart and my body
And all that I’m left with are the reminders
Of why I should’ve never given it a try
****, this heartbreak thing really has you going up and down. One day you’re missing them and then the next, you’re replaying every bad thing they’ve ever done and all the hurt.
 Nov 2020 youcancallmesierra
I love you
That’s for sure
But that ain’t enough
When things get tough
And I bottle up
My feelings
I’m helpless
Can’t seem to find no meaning
It’s eating me up
•just some song lyrics I wrote and turned into a little poem•
 Nov 2020 youcancallmesierra
Too much time wasted
On you
On us
Too much time wasted thinking I
i guess we finally
found out

we can't both fall
and not collapse
the second
you started having
feelings for me

we started cracking

i was afraid of that
It’s so easy to talk to a screen
To write little poems and complain about ****
Because we don’t know who’s listening
And nobody knows who’s talking
Most days, I feel numb
numb enough to see life for what it is
numb enough to get tired of most people

Most days, I feel burdened
burdened i don't feel anymore for anyone or anything
burdened that i reflect at my mistakes day after day

Most days, I simply just wander
wander and get lost in my mind till i feel it's abyss
wander till I feel emptiness and nothingness

Most days, I hear voices
of the people who used to matter to me
of my past self lying to those i once loved

Most days, things don't matter
whether i feel something or not
whether it's the sound of people or the earth resonating
most days are like everyday
i looked down
twenty three stories

tears in my eyes
legs shaking

every intention
of falling head first

you see— i was just so tired
of having to land
on my feet
so many people
are so tired
of having to be so strong
You don't know
What hell is
The way
I do

I do
The weight
What help is
I don't know
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