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  Mar 2015 shhh
witchy woman
No one loves me
I'm not worth a single drop of blood

It would be wasted
If you spilt it for me

And dry your tears
For I'm the only one that has to cry

This time,
So there's no use shedding them for me

Sometimes, I wish I knew
How to disappear completely

So no one would remember my voice
Have no memories with me

I feel like life
Would merrily move along

If I were just simply
Gone
                     Gone

    Gone.
The titles also a radiohead song. But it doesnt seem like a bad idea. Erase everyones memories of me and just leave. Fall back into the everlong seas of black unconcious and then hopefully to the end of time- the extraterrestrial, super inconcievable meaning of life. I believe we find it when we die. I dont even know, I dont think anyone loves me so its about that time.
shhh Mar 2015
tossing, turning,
struggling to shut off,
to escape to the world beyond,
to the darkness within,
to the calming void,
back to the 'other' shackles,
rooted deep in your soul.
shhh Mar 2015
For the moment,
all I see is darkness.
For the moment,
I see no light.
For the moment,
if I persevere,
will i see the light at the end of the tunnel?
shhh Sep 2014
You may say i have it all
But look at my heart
Look at my soul
They're as empty as empty can be.
shhh Jul 2014
there are just some things just can't be voiced,
no matter how much i wish i could,
you were like a lover i could not reach,
the glass-like happiness i could not touch,
a broken little girl i could not save.

every word you say,
hurts me like stepping a million glass shards,
it was all my undoing,
for i could never be upfront,
for i could not be honest,
that i want you by my side,
that i want to be by yours.

i wish i caused no pain for you,
so i distance myself,
and hurt you too,
when can we stop,
hurting one another,
when can we return,
to where we were before,
side by side,
close as kins?
When you feel like there's nothing you could do, to mend old faults and scars.
All you wanted was to be close again but all you do is make things worse.
  Jul 2014 shhh
Aditya Shankar
Dense, dreary clouds roll
Drenched under the grey, I watch
Gloom bring forth new life.
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