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Feb 2017
Cold on my skin
Piercing the wind

Blood on my lips
When did I do this ?

I don't remember
My wish

None

Nobody to love
Everybody's in a bliss

I'm just a blip on the radar

Nothing yet

A point to forget

Speaking in voices
To myself
Inside my broken head

Awoken dead

Have we ever met ?

Your name has the same size
In a different shape

I've been ***** before
Violated no more

I should hold my tongue
Or I'll offend somebody

Right at the end
When I'll become anybody

Just to ******* own words
I've never been hurt

Maybe that's my flaw
I'm nothing at all

No medical condition
To speak of-
No deterioration
To prove my law

Am I just mad ?

OrΒ Β bad ?

Who's supposed to know that ?

Is there more from where
I've come

I thought
The thoughts were done
Being cruel to me

Feeding fuel to me within

It hurts when I burn
But it's my turn
To make sense

Of this strange body I am in

Cold on my skin
Fighting the wind

You'll never get to break me

I'm a stone without
A centre

No gravity to lend her

She's only pretty
In the mirror

I'm just a stranger
Spending the night out
In old

Stranger than fiction
I'm awaiting my eviction
But there's no conviction
Only one condition
If you want to buy me whole

Give me your soul

And I'll make you a door
From the lies that die
Deep within my empty mass

You'll never need
Another word again

For there'll be nothing
Left to drain

I've been bled
So many times before

I'm just a black hole
With no co-herent
Existence today
aviisevil
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aviisevil  28/M/india
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