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All the books I read are sealed
the words are pretty
and not empty
so don't talk to me unless
you do expensive pain
money
I Fumble through the dark
Hopeless.            Stray dog.
I lie there in constant thought. of
You.

Found myself by rambling
through carefully spoken paragraphs,
flattering speeches and romantic monologues.
but they are nothing, without
You.

Nothing, after all
That's all that I ever was to
You.
So I'll be nothing, I am silence…
Yet I hear your piercing whispers!
I am steeled against myself.
But your knife plunges into my empty chest.
Who is guilty of the sin in the end?!

Me.
Suhayb 3d
A silent voice
An empty chair
Footsteps leading
To nowhere

I follow them
Until I see
Your tender eyes
Watching me

I blink, they’re gone
I turn around
Not a movement
Not a sound

And then I hear
The ring of bells
Far away
Too far to tell

I see you now
There you lie
A sleep from which
You’ll never rise

I reach to touch
Your hand, it’s cold
You fade away
I stand alone

I think of you
Your auburn hair
Of how I felt
When you were here

I see you now
Where skies are clear
And wait for death
To take me there.
I just can’t do it,
Please don’t make me,
I don’t want to see it everywhere -
All the things I should be doing, everything I thought I’d be,
I want to lock myself up somewhere else,
Even if the light won’t get to me.

Don’t come close,
No, I told you so!
It’s dangerous here, maybe even deadly,
No matter whoever for it can’t be a good thing,
I don’t know if I think you’ll hurt me,
But please just stay away
I need to manage myself but you’re taking that away,
Not that I ever had it,
It seems I keep slipping,
Further, further, gone.

It’s okay now, it’s the end,
I’m done and
Won’t be coming back again.

You’ll see how much less misery,
You’ll have away from me.

This is over,
I’m sure I really give up this time,
This is me actually giving it up,
Goodbye.
Saying goodbye to everything I once had hope in because I’m done.
I filled every void with my own love, and then I made room for you.
Wishing I didn’t have to title all of these dang it
maria 6d
Can't find happiness;
I looked for her in the empty roads
Asking strangers was kind of difficult
and frustrating
I shouted her name a thousand of times
She kept her eyes down
She put her hands in her ears
She doesn't want to hear
nor visit
nor live anywhere near
I don't blame her
She has other things to do
Walking tragedy isn't one of her favorite
Happiness where are you?

Written on October 07, 2019
As in villages as in big cities,
As in classrooms as in societies,
I'm alone with my strange personalities.


The eyes, the smiles, the frowns, the clowns,
The hardships and their ups and downs
Have no affect on my daily rounds.


Even the precious words are empty,
No mean defences, no more acting gently;
No more need to fake my misery intelligently.
28.09.2019
Amy Oct 5
she was once a 'good girl'
who followed the rules
which were created by fools
dressed a specific way
which led her astray
yet
you took that as a chance
to lure the good girl in your trance
and stole all her sweetness
and left her rotten in the end
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