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Johnny walker Nov 2018
Since you've been gone
empty chairs and empty
At times It seems as If
my very world has
ceased to be
Every day a struggle
to go to sleep to
nothing, and wake up
to nothing
And not wanting to do
anything, no drive now
left In me, thank God I
have my poetry writing
to shelter
me from
I poetry to keep from harm love write about my wife
There’s a fire burning inside of me
Through my bones under my skin
A fire hot enough to  burn a house
But regardless its  a fire that can't be seen
A fire hidden by my skin

People's words give fuel to the fire
Their actions provide the wood
So thank you for your ”support”

this fire didn’t just start to burn me
It burnt my family, my future, my heart

I call for a firefighter
But nobody wants to waste water
I burn

I burn till my heart turns black
I burn till my mind turns back
To the time I was free of this fire
Consuming me
Engulfing me in its flames.

I scream out, it's "hot" without words
I shout it
But nobody can hear the fire inside of me
The fire burnt and now its dead
Not the fire but me.
AniiBunii99 May 2018
The pain
The sadness
The void

It’s all real !
Scream all you want
It won’t help
You’re hurting yourself
No one else

Let it burn
Let it ache
Let it heal

Stay strong sweet child
an0nym0us Feb 2018
Can be good, can be bad
But oftenly sad.
A past we once had,
A time I can't bring back.

Your voice keep ringing in my head,
When will this ever end?
Is this what I get?
For loving you till the end...

I trusted you,
I thaught you were true...
Why didn't I saw through,
Your love that is too few.

Oh how silly
For you I still worry
Burden I no longer carry
But my chest is still heavy.

Everything I see
Reminds me of what we used to be
Still hoping for you to be with me
Even knowing it could never be.

I've been so depressed
This must be the greatest
Putting my sanity into test
I hope it will be less.
Jenovah Mar 2018
i s
love like
f i l l i ng
e m p t y
jars with
flowers ?
an0nym0us Feb 2018
An angel, fair and pure
Who's heart is fragile and unsecured
Stolen and hurt with no cure
Wounded with hidden clue.

Great pain and sorrow
But tears doesn't follow
Nothing is inside her, a hollow
Now her past follows.

All because of a man
Who she loved and obeyed every command
Gifted him happiness that lasts
Left her with her heart in his hand.

How rude, how unfair
But I give you a dare
Give her eyes a good stare
Then tell me if you ever care...

You can say "how ungrateful he can be?!"
But I tell you, how blind can you be??
If you can't see,
Till this time you read me.
Apsens Jan 2018
It comes and goes
Those sensations, those blows.
My spirit found me again
Caught me off guard, didn't knew we had connection
It reminds me and remakes me again
Though I don't need it, I don't need affection
And I am concentrating on racionality to avoid my spirituality
But it's the 7th sense and I can't stop its *******.
It's a ****** battle against the unavoidable
While all I want is to stay in the void fable
It's so comfortably numb and the world is rough
So leave me be, leave myself, release my being, create something obtainable;
Live in fantasy, be something else, ease your ageing and taste everything reachable.
But not me, I am one without a scent
I am a black canvas trying to be a paint
Everything just disappears in me
I am a black hole absorbing all and turning it to nothing
I am hopelessness. Apsens and I are tyed together
The absence is what dyed my conscienceness
I feel nothing because for every passing second I am less and less
I'm the embodiment of emptyness.
Introduction to Apsens
Ofelia Jan 2018
It's during those lonesome moments that I realise how much you mean to me.
The sky is grey and the air doesn't get to my lungs, I'm suffocating by your absence.
The thought of leaving my house seems useless since you won't be there waiting for me.
A day without seeing your smile feels empty, and I miss your eyes even more, now that I know that I'll never see them.
I'm needy of the warmth of your presence in a room even if I've never experienced it..

I just miss you even if we have never met..
There's no love around
benedictpiper Nov 2017
Sometimes I wander
Don't really know where to
Letting thoughts and emotion go as I walk through
places I will not remember
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