Rain pummels against the pavement of my skull.
So loud is this silence, like static on my tv.
White noise floods the every corner of my brain.
I slide out of people's lives as quickly as I come into them.

After all this time I can now sit an write
Forgetting my pass years of endless flights.
Desintations among the shadows,
Where images cannot Appear.
For some reason
I closed my self to this lonesome fog.
Making my ink
to stop.
My Agony becomes extensions of deadly Airs,
For dying leaves to settle in my grave.
My lonely nights
Are poems in a difficult times
Turning beautiful flowers to gloom
In cemeteries.
It appears me that I have open my self to a word of emptiness,
An rumours to me became a curtain for eyes to never see happiness.
As I say in between my words
An call out
"I feel Alone among millions"…..



                                                           By  
                                                                E.R.S

In this sorrowful moment,
I just want everything to end.
My heart is about to break,
My brain
It hurts a lot,
But I know this is happening,
Because something good is coming.
I need someone.
Hug me please.
I need a hug and let all my tears out.
I need someone to help me get through this.
Hug me

I guess I should have known better
than to let you in again, right?
I guess not.
No matter how many times
you leave a hole in my chest
leaving me to pick up the pieces
I always find my heart crawling back
to you to give you another chance
that you don’t deserve.
My heart, the fool, thinks that maybe
this time you’ve changed for the better.
Maybe this time, you really mean it.
Maybe this time, you will not repeat.
*******.

Scary when you can go all day without saying a word. At some point you end up in restaurants and grocery stores hoping someone who works there will ask you what you want, if they can help you find what you're looking for. And you will say I hope so but I don't know if anyone can.

Didn't get a chance to say sorry for the late *** texts last night.

I get a few drinks in me and I start thinking and then want someone to talk to.

I don't talk too often and keep things buried.

If I don't talk about things every so often I hold it all in and explode later.

I don't like exploding.

So thank you for listening and sorry for being an inconvenience

Today I woke up
And found a friendly kind of sadness
Sitting on my bed

It petted my head
Like I was a lost puppy
And lured me into its lap
With *****, familiar feelings

It spoke with sympathy
It laughed with mockery
And whispered words that tugged at my tears

I listened,
Obediently
As it spoke:

"What were you doing out there all alone?
How far did you get this time?"

"Aw, that's cute, that' really cute. Well, here we are again huh?
Not even what 6 months later?"
"It's okay!
Hey,
I'm not judging."

"Look can we get "real" for a second?"

"Whether you want to admit it or not,
you need me."

"I mean you don't exactly make it easy on yourself, do you?
Getting your self up on these high hopes that things will be different."

"You're not like the rest of them.
You don't get the same things they do.
You're just going to keep disappointing yourself."

"And that just doesn't make you feel good huh?"

"Well I'm not going to lie to you, I'm not going to make you feel good either."

"But I'm not going to make you feel as bad."

"Not only can I shelter you from yourself but when you're all alone others can't exactly hurt you, can they?"

"So let's just cut all this **** and come back to me."

"You knew you were going to.
You knew this was how it was always going to end.
Are you really even surprised I'm here?
What else did you expect?"

"I may not have his hugs or his words or his smile, but neither do you."
"We deserve each other"

"You deserve me."