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May 2017
sitting here so cold
with things untold

waiting for my soul
to write me in ink
to make hollow whole
with stones and gold

words written in coal
they'll speak my sin



but when they find me
please help them remind me
that i was never ever lost
it was just the cost to be at
a place that never was



sitting here so sold
with nothing left to hold

waiting for the door
to open and take me in
a mind riddled with holes
now every thought's a *****

broken and then some more
i am so torn from within



but when they find me
please help them remind me
that i was never ever lost
it was just the cost to be at
a place that never was


through my pain and loss
without you or them
or your rules and laws
far away from your claws


and i just stood there in awe
for the world to not end
in love with my flaws


so don't tell me about your loss
i don't need tears to fill my sea

and what i see is still travelling
loud enough for the sky to hear

and it cannot pause
it's still raw and it rots
like my brain when i'm not
in a place that never was

between people
and the world they forgot

my mind cannot stop
there's nothing here for me
nothing real for me
everything's bought


and when they find me
please help them remind me
that i was never ever lost
it was just the cost to be at
a place that never was
aviisevil
Written by
aviisevil  28/M/india
(28/M/india)   
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   Jayantee Khare
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