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 Jan 2014 kzu
Teodora
Silence
 Jan 2014 kzu
Teodora
I would tell you how I feel
But my words would hardly be
The first or the billionth
       Cry of pain or tired sigh -
The room is not quiet, the world is not silent.

I would tell you what I think
But my opinion wouldn't be
The first or the millionth
      Vicious agrumentation or complaint -
My voice isn't the only, its sound isn't the loudest.

I would say something...
But you know how much I hate repeating something someone else has already said...
Am I desperate, brokenhearted, hurt, angry, betrayed?
Or am I
(

                 )?
I guess you'll never know.
 Jan 2014 kzu
Theia Gwen
I woke up breathless and perplexed
The veil between reality and dreams hazy
I felt the ghost of your lips on mine
And then remembered they were never there to begin with
 Jan 2014 kzu
Eliza
Not my fault
 Jan 2014 kzu
Eliza
It's not my fault
that sleep doesn't come to me easily,
that the thoughts in my mind will not leave me,
that it takes two hours before I drift off completely
(sometimes even three).

It's not my fault
that my hands and legs would not stop fidgeting,
that I find the littlest things very distracting,
(like how the clock never stops ticking)
that I like to keep repeating.

It's not my fault
that sometimes I can't breathe,
that I'm not the person who you would want to be with,
that sometimes I don't want to live.

It's not my fault that I have a condition.
Or maybe it is.

*(n.d.)

— The End —