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I thought maybe I meant something to you especially in those moments when you'd look at me like I held the sun.... wanting you burns me up from the inside out, one moment I'm okay and whole and smiling in that crowd full of people I don't know and then I hear your voice.... and everything goes dark, I was supposed to be okay, I was okay but the room starts spinning and I just want to go home home is not where the heart is without you so I lit a smoke and chugged the ***** to burn down my throat laying on the bathroom floor alone how come it didn't work? how come these little memories keep falling down my cheek? when all I want to do is scream.... I need you to be holding me, it wasn't supposed to be this way it's awful not to be loved, it's the worst feeling ever it makes you mean and violent and you can never decide if you should just end it.... the liquor stops working and the music is so loud because you just want to stop thinking and now I know why people throw themselves off bridges.
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Sep 12, 2025
Sep 12, 2025 at 12:00 PM UTC
The edge
I thought maybe I meant something to you especially in those moments when you'd look at me like I held the sun.... wanting you burns me up from the inside out, one moment I'm okay and whole and smiling in that crowd full of people I don't know and then I hear your voice.... and everything goes dark, I was supposed to be okay, I was okay but the room starts spinning and I just want to go home home is not where the heart is without you so I lit a smoke and chugged the ***** to burn down my throat laying on the bathroom floor alone how come it didn't work? how come these little memories keep falling down my cheek? when all I want to do is scream.... I need you to be holding me, it wasn't supposed to be this way it's awful not to be loved, it's the worst feeling ever it makes you mean and violent and you can never decide if you should just end it.... the liquor stops working and the music is so loud because you just want to stop thinking and now I know why people throw themselves off bridges.
because I loved you
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Sep 12, 2025
Sep 12, 2025 at 12:00 PM UTC
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