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11.0k · Dec 2014
the feeling of feeling nothing
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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
8.1k · Apr 2014
waiting
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why wait?
there is so much out there,
willing to be explored

why wait?
say hi to the cute person,
you never know what's in store

why wait?
your dreams are attainable,
you just have to reach for them

why wait?
stop holding back your emotions
let them pour out of you soul

why wait?
when there is so much left to give
why wait, when you can go?
7.6k · Oct 2013
worthless
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worthless
it's what i feel
it radiates through my bones
i wish it would go away
and just when i start to get back up
i am pushed down once again
i cringe when i hear those cruel words
but i swallow my tears
and put on a brave face for everyone to see
so they won't see what i feel
worthless
5.3k · Dec 2014
paths
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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
5.2k · May 2014
appearances
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appearances are everything
we are always told about inward beauty
but people will see what they want to see
we are judged on how we look
not on who we are
we are in a masquerade ball
where everyone is not who they appear to be
never really knowing who somebody is
i guess we will never know who they are
if we can't look past how they look
1.7k · Oct 2015
all talk
Smudged Ink Oct 2015
i guess it's confusing
the way i say i love talking to you,
but i never message you back

so how did it get to be
that i am the one talking first
waiting on you to respond
and never getting an answer

you were the one person that i was comfortable with
and now we never talk,

or actually you never talk

so i am left talking to myself
hoping that you'll start talking back
1.6k · Sep 2014
you don't know me
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
1.5k · Jul 2014
my blue eyes
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my blue eyes are an oceans tide
they are both the calm and the storm

my blue eyes to some are just blue
but looking closer you will find much more

behind my eyes is a story
one that has been kept in for years

behind my eyes are secrets
that have been waiting to get out

these eyes see the world in a different way
making pictures into thoughts
and putting people into boxes

these eyes are not what they should be
and they are not what they appear to be

to some people my blue eyes are beautiful
to me they just remind me of what’s inside
1.5k · Apr 2015
consumed by you
Smudged Ink Apr 2015
i need you out of my head
you are taking over my thoughts
and all i can think is you

now you are taking over my dreams
something so precious
a place i didn't want you to be

i have become consumed by you
and i don't want to be

so please leave me and my head
go so that i can think once again
so that i can breathe
so i can feel like myself
1.3k · Dec 2013
perfection
Smudged Ink Dec 2013
everybody wants to be perfect
but do they understand what that means
it means without flaws
perfect in every way
people don't realize that you can't be perfect
no matter how hard you try
something will always be wrong
because you have imperfections
don't they say to love someone you have to love their flaws too?
but once you see their mistakes that's all that you can see
you focus on the bad instead of the good
even though it takes a while we come around and realize
that
imperfections are perfections
1.2k · Jun 2014
silence
Smudged Ink Jun 2014
why listen to silence when there is music
that's something i said
but i don't believe it

in silence there is reverence
a kind of quiet that is incomparable

in silence you can find peace
you can find the answers you are searching for

though it may be hard at first
let yourself be consumed by it

because once you are in the silence
you will be able to hear the noise
i kinda of actually like this one
1.0k · May 2014
alone
Smudged Ink May 2014
being alone is one thing
feeling alone is misery
being in a room full of people
and still not belonging
i have to wonder
does anyone notice?
how i am there but at the same time not
do they see how i feel ignored
how i walk away feeling like there's no point
just when i thought i could be normal
i am reminded i'm that i'm not
1.0k · Apr 2014
us
Smudged Ink Apr 2014
us
i can't do this charade anymore
the pushing and pulling
never knowing which way to turn
thinking i'm right then turning out wrong

i don't know how to act anymore
how am i supposed to feel about you,
you drop hints but
all i do is misread them

i don't know what to say anymore
we never talked that much
but now it seems like we don't talk at all,
when we do we aren't alone

so tell me what to do
because
all i know is that i can't love you again
995 · Oct 2013
hung in the balance
Smudged Ink Oct 2013
to be or not to be
that's how it all started
walking on a thin wire
deciding one way or the other
everything hangs in the balance
for those precious moments
before picking which side to take,
you take the leap
plunging through the air
for what seems like eternity,
wondering,
if you made the right choice
but there is no turning back
no way to undone what's already been done
all because of your decision
when everything
hung in the balance
980 · Aug 2014
awake
Smudged Ink Aug 2014
i don’t sleep much anymore
my thoughts keep me awake longer than they should

the days seem longer now
stretching into the night ahead of me

i am left wondering who is still up
am i the only one who can’t find rest

when's the point that i am so exhausted
that i can find relief

my mind seems to be in two places
transferring from one to the other to stay awake

where there once was peace and dreams
there is now unrest and daydreams

as the nights grow longer
i am here wondering if they will get shorter
to a place that is acceptable
so i can find relief from being awake
957 · May 2014
Untitled
Smudged Ink May 2014
i have a wall around my heart
it closes off outsiders and protects me
but it also hurts me
shutting me out from people
when the wall starts to crumble
i quickly put it back together
glancing around to see if anyone noticed
it gets lonely here in my fortress
i wonder if the outside is better...
i guess i will never know
Smudged Ink Nov 2015
i want a love that captures me like a hurricane
one that is all-consuming

so i can't tell where you end
and where i begin

so that the beating of our hearts
is as loud as the thunder around us

i don't want to just be swept off my feet
i want to be swept away
completely

and when the storm passes we will be left
ragged and torn
completely wrecked by one another

if i have to fall in love
i want it to be like a hurricane
memorable and shattering
834 · Nov 2015
the streets i walk
Smudged Ink Nov 2015
i walk through cities i don't know
exploring the endless maze of concrete

seeing all the different kinds of people
those who down on their luck,
suits with phones pressed to their ears,
college kids lugging around massive backpacks

i think about all of their stories,
the lives they have led
i want to ask
if they could live their life all over again
would they still be the same

so as i walk through busy streets
full of possibilities and dead ends
i wonder what the city has in store for me
816 · Jul 2014
i am alone
Smudged Ink Jul 2014
i am alone
totally and completely
it wasn't like this before

i had so much attention recently
slowly i was trying to pull away
i was crumbling under all of it

i'm not used to people seeing me
i'm the invisible one
i'm the one no one pays attention to

i cut off my hair thinking it was time for a change
the only thing i feel is more vulnerable
i don't have my shield anymore

so here i am, alone,
waiting for somebody to save me
when all i do is push people away
thoughts from last night
807 · Apr 2016
how can i miss you
Smudged Ink Apr 2016
want to know something?
I loved you
and I told you I loved you
but now im not sure
sure if I would recognize yor face
sure if you would recognize me
im not the same person anymore
and I doubt that you are
763 · Jun 2016
loveme
Smudged Ink Jun 2016
can anybody love me
would anybody care
if i die alone and empty
without someone there
is there somebody out there
who will love me to the end
love me more than just a friend
so can anybody love me
after all that i have done
will all my flaws and faults
im still hoping that you're there
so if anybody hears this
this is my final prayer
i pray that God will send you to me
before i run out of air
so if anybody loves me
will you speak up now
because im running low on faith
that there's somebody out there
745 · May 2014
pieces
Smudged Ink May 2014
everyone's a little broken
we are are in pieces
waiting to fall apart
we are like glass
seemingly strong enough
but easily shattered
whether or not we are fixed
it is up in the air
to put ourselves back together
one piece at a time
669 · Feb 2014
Untitled
Smudged Ink Feb 2014
there is a shimmering veil
separating reality from fantasy
some choose to pretend it's not there
living out their days in a facade
i guess it's because they are afraid
that once that veil is dropped
nothing will seem right
everything that was once shiny and bright
is dull and disappointing  
reality is a hard pill to swallow
but at least it's real
658 · Nov 2013
no
Smudged Ink Nov 2013
no
no
it's such an easy word
you say it without any thought
but do we ever think about the meaning behind it
no, we don't

one little word
answers so many questions
you have a choice of what you want to say
but the word no always comes into play

one little word
that has so much power
when deciding between yes or no
the answer is what you decide

one little word
that can cause so much pain and hurting
never knowing the damage it's done

so much can happen because of
one little word
no.
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
628 · Jan 2016
diluted
Smudged Ink Jan 2016
you seemed to be all the colors
that made up this beautiful + vibrant person

i can't wear colors
they remind me of you

the color exploding behind my eyes
is made up of the memories i have of you

all my thoughts have turned monochrome
it's hard to remember the color that was there

the colors i loved i now hate
they remind me of when i still had you

now i have lost you
586 · Dec 2015
you are my country song
Smudged Ink Dec 2015
i've forgotten how we used to be
before we fell off track

it seems like all i do these days
is just keeping looking back

and i know that we were together
but that didn't last forever

i want to go back in time
to hold on to you
for just one more song

then i'll leave you in the past
where you belong

and i'll stop writing old love songs
584 · Jan 2016
Untitled
Smudged Ink Jan 2016
i am sick of the box i am in
i don't want to be here
i didn't put myself here

that was other peoples doing
not mine

i shouldn't be known as the quiet one
i'm not

don't say i'm perfect and could do no wrong
that is far from the truth

i don't want you to tell me i'm shy
i haven't been for a while

stop putting me in places i don't fit
i should decide who i am

i don't need a box
i can figure out who i am
without you
564 · Feb 2015
pieces
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
552 · Sep 2017
fit
Smudged Ink Sep 2017
fit
i feel like i'm not fitting in anymore
like i have lost my place
to be honest
i'm not sure i had a place to begin with

i look at my friends
and realize i am becoming alone
i'm not sure when everything changed

do you not say hi anymore
because we weren't actually friends
or do you just not care

do you only talk to me to get with her
because it's been this way for too long
and i can't do it anymore

i'm tired of this push and pull
this constant back and forth
not knowing who to trust
or where to turn

i don't feel like i fit in
because i don't know who i fit with
i don't feel like i have a place
because i don't think i'm good enough for any place

i'm trying to be okay with being alone
not being lonely
but alone
but i get confused
and it gets hard to remember which is which
528 · Feb 2016
to the boy with songs
Smudged Ink Feb 2016
the piano softly builds
then he starts to sing

this boy that everybody hates
just singing

making us realize
once again
why we fell in love with him

his voice brings back memories
his lyrics drawing out emotions you wanted to forget

he sits there
just singing

making sure that we don't forget
him, this, and us
527 · Jun 2014
telling me (pt. 1)
Smudged Ink Jun 2014
stop telling me i'm pretty
i don't think so
and i never will

stop telling me i'm innocent
you don't know me
or half the things i've done

stop telling me i'm strong
when i am silently and slowly
breaking inside

stop telling me i'm good
because all i can think about
is the bad i have done

stop telling me i'm cute with him
to me he is destructive
and i was just getting over him

stop telling me i can make it
because i don't think i can
Smudged Ink Dec 2015
i sit on top of the world

it took me a while to get there
but the view alone is worth it

seeing all that is below
all i have overcome
and looking back to where i started

i breathe deeply
with the sun beaming down on me
my hair whipping around my face
the cold wind makes me new

i take one last look before descending
remembering
but knowing
that i will be on top at least once more
520 · Jun 2016
finding rest
Smudged Ink Jun 2016
she likes to hide in forests
where the trees can conceal her
open spaces have become dangerous

she likes to watch the stars above
and pretend they're watching her
they are the ones that see the true her

she likes the darkness where she can be at rest
it envelops her in a way nothing else can
for the light leaves too much out in the open
508 · Apr 2016
broken sleeping beauty
Smudged Ink Apr 2016
waking up silently screaming
gasping for air at the same time
wondering how it got to be this way

where sleep no longer is rest
it no longer lasts

its become something you avoid
but can avoid for only so long
before you succumb to the horrors again

reliving the worst experiences
over and over
until you begin to break

you wonder if this is how it always was
how it will always be
when the madness will end

each night is the same story
a continuous cycle
where there is no hope of it being broken
505 · May 2015
monsters in my mind
Smudged Ink May 2015
i've read it in books
i know it can happen
i just never thought it would happen to me

everyone knows what's wrong
but the subject is still taboo
as if the monster isn't staring us in the face

the dark room
that everyone tiptoes around
wondering what today will be like

they don't ask if i'm okay
they don't notice i have the same problem
i just hide it better

so i wait for the day,
where the skies are blue,
the grass green
and everything is all right

knowing it will probably never come
and if it does
it's just momentary
491 · Mar 2016
the way
Smudged Ink Mar 2016
i feel like i am constantly tired
not always physically
but tired of the way that i am treated
how i am pushed aside
so others have more room
tired of the way i still think of you
i wish you would get out of my thoughts
just letting me be alone
tired of seeing the same things
over and over and over again
somethings never change
or maybe i'm just tired
because i don't like sleep
and haven't gotten enough
471 · Jan 2016
slight
Smudged Ink Jan 2016
i am sick of you ignoring me
not answering my messages
not even looking at them

you said you cared
you said you like talking

i guess you lied

no i have no way to tell you
how much i hate you
how much you ruined me
how much i loved you
456 · Sep 2017
things i forgot
Smudged Ink Sep 2017
0.1 i forgot how much i love to write and what this community felt like
0.2. i don't think i can hide my depression and anxiety as well as i thought i did, because i think you know
0.3. this is what being alone feels like when surrounded by people
0.4. what being in your arms feels like
0.5. how it sounds to say i love you and mean it
451 · Feb 2016
lies i've told myself #1
Smudged Ink Feb 2016
i used to call myself a reckless heart
that was a lie

my heart hasn't been reckless
at all

you've held it for years
without my permission

i don't know how to take it back
when it's been yours this whole time
451 · Oct 2014
10.23.14
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
444 · Jan 2016
break
Smudged Ink Jan 2016
i was lying on the floor
staring up at the ceiling
the laughter from my family
floating towards me
i should have been there
part of that
for once everyone was there
except for me
because i'm never there,
and in that moment
on the floor
with distant sounds of my family
i thought about dying
clarification.
i thought about killing myself
it hit me like a wave
almost coming out of nowhere
reminding me of the problems i have
haunting my every move.
but i got up,
cleaned up,
and walked out of my room
trying to act like a tsunami hadn't come
destroying everything
yet again
442 · Nov 2014
this feeling
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
441 · Dec 2015
what you are
Smudged Ink Dec 2015
you are the late night train i will never take, the cafe i will never stop in, the song i will never dance along to.
you are the late night drives with no destination, the grocery store runs, the song i have on repeat.
432 · Sep 2015
shifting light
Smudged Ink Sep 2015
how confusing it is to be in the dark
and long for the light

where your vision adjusts to the dim around you
putting things in a new and scary perspective
the place where monsters are under beds
and things can hide all too easy

so you wish for the light to shine down on you
bringing some clarity to your world
to be able to see things for what they are
and clear the cobwebs from your head

but no journey is very easy
and no roads are all that short
so as you make your way,
you stumble and fall

but you pick yourself up again
wishing, wanting, hoping for better
and after all the **** you go through
you make it

the place that you had dreamed of
that makes you feel happy and alive
where everything is golden
423 · Jun 2014
my moment
Smudged Ink Jun 2014
I lay here staring at my ceiling,
thoughts are racing through my mind,
I don't know what to do.

Right now silence is golden,
all my thoughts are suspended,
I'm waiting for my moment.

Going back and forth,
trying to decide what is right.
I don't know what to do.

I know there will be a time,
where I know where I belong.
I'm waiting for my moment.

For right now I am here,
still staring and wondering.
I don't know what to do.

As time goes by,
I am left wondering if this is it.
I don't know what to do.
I'm waiting for my moment.
something i wrote for english
409 · Feb 2016
not as strong as you think
Smudged Ink Feb 2016
she needs help
more than she thought

she needs you to be strong
because she can't be anymore

she needs to feel loved
even when she doesn't think anyone loves her

she know to cry out
when she can't do it anymore

handing over the control
and for once
being at peace
409 · Aug 2014
where i was
Smudged Ink Aug 2014
i was in a place i don't want to go back to
it was full of dark stormy clouds

i felt like i was in a small room
the walls continuously moving in

the world was no longer in color
it was in grays and blacks

i was losing who i was
slowly and all at once

it's where i was, but that's just it
it's where i was

i am no longer there
409 · Jun 2014
changing
Smudged Ink Jun 2014
i can't change
no matter how hard i try
someone is always there
pushing me down

i am trying to get better
and all you're doing is making it worse

i am stuck
between better and worse

how do i know which way to turn
better is not an option
and the one thing i do know is
i don't want to get worse
377 · Sep 2015
flying (lying)
Smudged Ink Sep 2015
i thought we could fly
the way you held me so tight

i was sure i wouldn't fall
that heights didn't bother me
not anymore

maybe it was because of you

if we were close to the ground
i couldn't tell

i thought you were my forever

but i learned
that forever isn't you
that the flying feeling doesn't last
and when you look down
your feet are already on the ground
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