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Jul 2018
A void in space
Silence in a dark room
My chest aches for it to be full soon
I wonder if I will ever feel
How it is to phone home
To know Iā€™m not alone
My head tells me its a lie
It must be venom in my eye
Because I feel like I should die
I know Iā€™m sick because half the time
I like it the feeling of loneliness
No one can hurt me
No more room for knives in my back
The blood has turned black
Disgusted by my lack to fight back
How do you know when I seem the same
I still crack a smile
Tell a joke or two
Unfortunately the punchline is me
Unknown to you
So I will keep taking hooks
Because at the end of the day
Nobody feels me
No matter who looks
Miguel Carmona III
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Miguel Carmona III  28/M/Atlanta
(28/M/Atlanta)   
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