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Apr 2014
My eyes are burning from the tears
And my fears are getting stronger
So I wrote this in the palm of my hand
While the words play louder than the band
That’s pounding in my head
In my ears, through the speakers,
But I wish it were your voice instead
With the volume up and everything else turned down
So you’re the only sound
Because you’re the only sound that I want to hear
As my eyes are burning from the tears…
And my fears…
Stronger.
The days are getting longer.
I just have to hold on.
Just hold on, I’ll make it.
I can’t take it.
It’s just too much.
I use the blade as a crutch,
But it doesn’t stop the pain,
Just proves that I’m alive if only in vain.
Going insane.
Sitting, standing, walking,
In a daze
I count the days
One.
Two.
Three.
Do you even still remember me?
It doesn’t seem to be.
Okay now, I’m losing the air.
The cold sweat on my skin is holding down my hair.
Do you even care?
Are you even there?
I guess this is fair.
I broke you, I broke,
And now my soul is yours to tear.
If you would only just forgive.
For I have nothing more to give.
But you can’t and I can’t live.
Not like this.
I just miss your kiss.
A bottomless abyss.
I’m falling
Calling
But nobody will answer.
I’m in pieces.
All I wanted was a piece of you.
A piece for you.
I want peace with you.
Goodbye.

-h.n.g
Hannah Giles
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