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Dec 2017
there is an interlude in my psyche
there is a vacant space that spans
across years and hearts and
how to start?

act one

all laughter and no consequences
swear words and dancing on the street
i was a life yet to be lived
a ball bouncing, too much energy

i didn't grasp the threads and i let them go
i did too much, i laughed too loud
i lived too hard and then i crashed.

i died, i died, i died.

act two

how does one get back from the empty?
it's all dark, i cannot see.

the way is gone, you cannot help
i had to do it all myself.

it started there, it never ends.
i need you to understand that i see this road
and it does not to a finish, it has no line to cross

only hills.
there's only hills and i cannot walk any further.

leave me here
please.

act three

i see nothing, there is none to see
i'm gone.

act four

they drag me out, they pull and push
i try to resist but others did
what you could not

but i know i did not let you.

act five

perhaps it means nothing.

act six

did you miss me at all?


act seven

i missed you more than i can say
but it had to be this way

it's gone, now.
i think.

but i know it isn't.

i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm so very
*******
sorry.
Written by
nianko  27/Cisgender Female/Lisbon
(27/Cisgender Female/Lisbon)   
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