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I've lost my mind a thousand times. This time, I just might be okay. But if I'm not, I'll just run off to find sanctuary in a daydream. And when this feeling starts, I'll release my parts so I don't rip apart the seams. I guess this is what opening up is to me. Let me dance with the monsters in my room. They all sing a song or few, some hand-strum a tune. But when we all sing, we don't feel blue. Even a demon can sing a song or two. I spend too much time chasing memories, Thinking of the past. Do you remember me? Why would she? Or why would they? I never chose to say what I should say. I say it now to these ghosts who don't leave. The air tastes of grey. The words float along the breeze that forgot to sway. Is this what happens when you speak once you've lost your way? I forgot the time of day, Forgot what day it is, Forgot myself in this place. How does life taste? I think I lost a firm grip... Or did my fingers slip? This drop is so **** long, When will the ceiling hit? I've even forgotten what not feeling feelings is. I'm a hypocrite. I judged you for leaving, then jumped ship. Or did you pirate it? I can't swim. I won't remember. So I forget All of it. The bad, the good. All reality, All the things you did. Not just the ***** things, The best things, your smile. I won't remember. Why does every sad thing happen in November? Is it just an aftereffect of September? I started a club called No V Ember. It's something short for... I won't tell you. You're not a member. But... I remember. ... I don't want to. Why did you ask me to? How could you?
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May 26
May 26, 2026 at 12:57 AM UTC
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I've lost my mind a thousand times. This time, I just might be okay. But if I'm not, I'll just run off to find sanctuary in a daydream. And when this feeling starts, I'll release my parts so I don't rip apart the seams. I guess this is what opening up is to me. Let me dance with the monsters in my room. They all sing a song or few, some hand-strum a tune. But when we all sing, we don't feel blue. Even a demon can sing a song or two. I spend too much time chasing memories, Thinking of the past. Do you remember me? Why would she? Or why would they? I never chose to say what I should say. I say it now to these ghosts who don't leave. The air tastes of grey. The words float along the breeze that forgot to sway. Is this what happens when you speak once you've lost your way? I forgot the time of day, Forgot what day it is, Forgot myself in this place. How does life taste? I think I lost a firm grip... Or did my fingers slip? This drop is so **** long, When will the ceiling hit? I've even forgotten what not feeling feelings is. I'm a hypocrite. I judged you for leaving, then jumped ship. Or did you pirate it? I can't swim. I won't remember. So I forget All of it. The bad, the good. All reality, All the things you did. Not just the ***** things, The best things, your smile. I won't remember. Why does every sad thing happen in November? Is it just an aftereffect of September? I started a club called No V Ember. It's something short for... I won't tell you. You're not a member. But... I remember. ... I don't want to. Why did you ask me to? How could you?
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May 26
May 26, 2026 at 12:57 AM UTC
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