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Oct 2020
At times like this I wish I could fill this void.
But during times like this all I can do is think of you.
You were once my binding for my heart.
You kept everything structured.
Once you pulled the pin, everything just fell.
Back into this abyss that feeds on my pain.
It's like feeding myself poison little by little.
Expecting to build an immunity to it.
Just to turn around and find out I'm dying faster than normal.
I can't remember that last time that I actually genuinely smiled.
Believe it or not I'm actually running out of fake smiles.
I've tried shopping around for them but I couldn't find any.
I looked up how to be happy again on my browser and you popped up.
I cleared my cache and cookies in hopes of it being a joke but you were still there.
Next to the word happy.
Andrew Gomez
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Andrew Gomez  26/M
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