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tar pit black waves over my frail heart, making it weak, weak, weak. i cannot function, nor can i think, all i feel is resentment. at times, at scary times, it suffocates me. it's like i can't breathe, nor see, nor do, nor feel. i feel empty, barren, deserted. and it ******* hurts. it ******* hurts to feel empty when all you have been trying to do is fil the void. it ******* hurts to try your hardest again and again just to be hurt again. it ******* hurts to feel so volatile. so ******* volatile. it ******* hurts to say ******* it hurts everywhere, and i am explosive. i feel like my eruption will cause a disaster, turmoil, outrage, turbulence. but i don't care. because it ******* hurts to put everyone before yourself and be disappointed every ******* time.
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 12:44 PM UTC
a feeling of depression
tar pit black waves over my frail heart, making it weak, weak, weak. i cannot function, nor can i think, all i feel is resentment. at times, at scary times, it suffocates me. it's like i can't breathe, nor see, nor do, nor feel. i feel empty, barren, deserted. and it ******* hurts. it ******* hurts to feel empty when all you have been trying to do is fil the void. it ******* hurts to try your hardest again and again just to be hurt again. it ******* hurts to feel so volatile. so ******* volatile. it ******* hurts to say ******* it hurts everywhere, and i am explosive. i feel like my eruption will cause a disaster, turmoil, outrage, turbulence. but i don't care. because it ******* hurts to put everyone before yourself and be disappointed every ******* time.
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 12:44 PM UTC
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