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Aug 2014
Why am I like this? How have I become what I once hated? There's no thrill, there isn't a rush, I'm not thriving. I don't know what to do, how to fix it. I simply feel empty, abandoned, alone. The more I pour my heart into you the more it hurts everytime you go. Maybe that's my problem: I always forget that everyone leaves. They move on to something better, happier, calmer. Something "less complicated". I don't care about it being complicated.. All I ever wanted was you. But you don't see me. To you I'm just invisible.
Written 8/28/14
Em
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Em  Lost Vegas, Nevada
(Lost Vegas, Nevada)   
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