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Apr 2021
why are these options beginning to weigh in my head?
options of the End, is that all it means now? is this where I end?
what do I do?  why am I trying? what is happening? what is going on?
where do I go? who do I turn to?


there's nothing to me, there's nothing here anymore
there's nothing there anymore
there's nothing happening
nothing inside of me
I'm a fake
I'm a fraud
I'm noting
what's happening why did this all go on?
always the answers: either a video of my insignificance, a slideshow of who and what I shadow, a faded memory: I don't want to fade out, unrecognized, unrelated, unchanged willing walking,
worrying worthered, friendlessness friednliness inside of a bull's tube: some drowning little parts that rely on a friction fission twisting taring tubes andn paper, turnout, turnabout, realizes relinquishes hearted life, likelaugh, no love, lifelast, when you're heartless.
acacia
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acacia  F/orbis
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