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Aug 2018
Falling asleep is always hard now,
I remember when I could close my eyes and get transported,
Into a world where life and death mean nothing at all.

Space becomes twisted and ties me up every night now,
Whispering it's wishes into my ear,
I can't see life from death anymore.

Calling for my soul to wake up,
Find the courage to see the horizon ahead,
Where is death and when did life die?

I can't decide whether or not I'm alive or dead,
Sometimes things that get on the brink,
Are always called dead.

Shake me awake and take me home again,
My words keep losing meaning,
Whenever he comes home and keeps me alive.

Harder and longer goes days and weeks,
When will I see the light again?
I'm just wishing to wake the hell up.

I'm no longer able to focus,
Where did he go from my home?
Shaken into death now.

Turning planets and crashing stars,
Back into my vision once again,
I only want death, don't you?

It's time for snow to fall,
Strike me through,
Let me bleed out.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
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