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Mar 2017
Today I felt the loneliness
Standing alone by the hall
Holding a bag and waiting for someone to call
Walking home with my shadow
Passing by people talking
Going to my house with shoulders down
Straight to my empty room
Face the  wall in hopes of escaping
In hopes of letting go of this life
Ending the pain found beneath
Lay down face the roof with questions
Who am I?
Tears fall down with each word being said
Shaking hands touching things around
Thinking if this body exist
Thinking if there is still a heart within
Each emotions are rotting
There is nothing clear of what to feel
Only the voices outside become real
I become invisible each day
Each morning
Each time
Each and every each of what i have
Slam
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