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Apr 2017
but it's all in-vain
they're all insane
everybody's wearing a lens
to see the world

the hurt
the depth and the words
i've wept for things that i feel
but nothing changes the blur

i'm afraid i'll be lost by the dusk
turned to dust, burned and crushed

oh, the hurt
the hurt makes me feel so alive
so alive, that i scream
scream and scream into the mirror

my mind tells me stories
but it's not because i miss her
and them ghosts remind me
how they're all gonna' break her

the heart-breaker
i'm so in love that i can wear her
nobody's safe in the mirror
trapped in shadows and whispers

and you're not allowed to linger
all through the winter
you must feed your lonely hunger

turn into a monster
burn every spring
and everything that'll come after

there's no noise
but a voice and so much laughter

i want to build myself a void
where none can see my face
an empty space
where i can be the master

but i guess i should've asked her
does it get harder
once you empty your soul
tell me how do you feel
when you burn yourself whole ?

i'm too burnt for my share
inside with all windows and doors

awake every night
i don't miss the sun anymore

does it get harder
once you empty yourself whole

tell me how do you feel
when you burn your soul ?
aviisevil
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aviisevil  28/M/india
(28/M/india)   
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