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RP Feb 2018
I've always wanted to not feel
To prerend my life wasn't real
I succeeded in pretending
But the hurt was never ending

Truth is I always felt
I just didn't want to be helped
And as much as my mind knew what i wanted
My heart never ceased to betray me

I never lifted my head up
Never wanted to meet someone's gaze
The apparent windows to my soul
I had to keep the curtains closed

But now here i am
In a moment of sheer loneliness
My wish has seemingly come true
The time to reveal myself to you...

Look into my eyes
And tell me what you see
An empty pit of nothingness
That's all there is to me

I've laughed and I've loved
Hurt, crashed and burned
Joyous and sorrowed
Alive and now I've died...

I dont feel a thing
If i do it gets locked away
To form the shadows i see in the day
And the nightmares I've learnt to expect

Endless days with fatigue
With long insmoniac nights
Music being my lifeline
My reality seemingly a lie

Constantly wishing i could physically die
Its somewhat comforting that I'm dead inside
But the voice in my head alive in my friends
Keeps reminging my why i should be alive

Living not for myself anymore
But because i have things to prove
And if it means going hard
Well haters, its for you.
RP Jul 2017
I saw my life as a sunset
Always waiting for sunrise
It seemed that night was forever
Day was non-existent

Until I realised
My fear was the darkness
I had to emerge
Find a new confidence

So I woke up today
Prepared for something new
Looked up into the sky
And light came through.
RP Sep 2017
I can't believe myself
I fell for it again
Your wonderful performance
Acting like you care

I was so reluctant
To tell you from the beginning
But you kept persuading
Being my "concerned friend"

Honestly, I didn't wanna tell you
Because I know how you are
I'd text my heart out to you
But you didn't give a ****

So now I'm left surrounded by a wall
Supporting my roof so it doesn't collapse
But it's too late

How can I expect a concrete roof
To be help up by dough walls pretending to be cement


I am the house
Left in ruins
Nothing but the foundation

Destruction beyond repair
I am now unrecognisable
Parts of me are missing
Others shattered to molecules

I opened up the door to you
Little did I know
I warmly welcomed the devil
Under the impression he was an angel.

~R.P
  11:51/10-02-17

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