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Smudged Ink Feb 2015
i am breaking
slowly shattering
into a million pieces

unable to be put together again
slowly disappearing piece by piece
swept away and forgotten

no hope of feeling whole
no one to pick me up
no glue can hold me together

wondering who i am
what i have become
and who i will be

who can i be
when i am missing so many parts
to what was a happy person

what can i be
when there is no more left
to what was used to be me
Smudged Ink Dec 2014
sometimes i feel nothing
like im not even there
that's a lie
it's all the time

it's the feeling of being numb
the feeling of feeling nothing

it's like your life is a silent film
that you see play before you
but hearing nothing and
everything is black and white

there is no color in the world
no happy songs that lift your spirits
no mug of tea can seem to warm your soul
and no smile seems quite so real

i am a shell of who i once was
feeling no humanity and no life
longing for something real
something to be felt
Smudged Ink Dec 2014
the paths we take determine where we go
how we act
who we meet
everything

"the path less traveled"
the path most people like to think
they have taken
but if everyone took that
it wouldn't be less traveled anymore

we never really think about the magnitude
our decisions have on our lives
how one simple mistake
can change your life

so when i meet a fork in the road
how will i know which road to take
am i making the right choice

have i chosen a path that will send my life
into a rabbit hole that never stops
or did i pick the right one
the one that leads to my dreams
Smudged Ink Nov 2014
it's back
i don't know what to do

i'm sitting in the dark
realizing it was never really gone

i tricked myself into thinking i was okay
this is not what okay feels like

this is the feeling that you get
right before you hit bottom

this is the feeling that you dread
wishing it would go away

the feeling of wondering if you will
ever be okay again
Smudged Ink Nov 2014
i know that deciding to live isn't easy
it was especially hard for you
you were so wrapped up in your grief
what was i supposed to do?
just because you didn't want to live
why did it make me feel like i could't either?
how was i supposed to pick up the pieces
that were once my best friend
then i met someone
i let myself think that he like me
maybe he did maybe not
as i got closer he got further
he pushed me away and i don't understand why
so now i have a broken heart and a broken friend
and i have no idea what to do
Smudged Ink Oct 2014
this can't happen anymore
these twisted games you play
that i slowly let you win

the side glances, the hand-holding
all the flirting
it leaves me wondering if we could be
good together again, but i know we couldn't

here's the messed-up part of it all
i know that you mean so much more to me
than i do to you
it leaves me torn, while you walk away, again
Smudged Ink Sep 2014
i want to know what you know
we've known each other for years
but have we known each other

i know you
i know what you have gone through
what your likes and dislikes are

but do you know me
or am i a collection of memories
faint whispers slipping through your mind

so i wonder
when i think about you
are you ever thinking of me too
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