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Sep 2019
There's no life
There's no life for me to put my life into
and for them to bounce back into me
SO that I can turn that life into something beautiful

There's no purpose or meaning to anything
Only my solitude
the decline of my social connection
the blurred visions of my days
prying myself off my bed
to face the world that has nothing
for me to love or give love to

Or receive love or be love
no love, no feeling,
just numbness and emptiness
screens and screens and screens
maybe they're actually screams
Theres no life in this room, this heart
when theres no life close by for art.
Curlan Eiruc
Written by
Curlan Eiruc  Kuala Lumpur
(Kuala Lumpur)   
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