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Echoink 5d
‘Nothing’ —
it started feeling heavy.

I don’t chase people anymore.
I don’t feel hurt anymore.
I don’t have feelings anymore.
I don’t run away from things anymore.
I don’t miss anyone anymore.
I don’t remember anyone anymore.

I am nothing from inside.
But the weight of that nothing
is heavier than all my feelings.
This nothing feels like a pit,
a burnt slap on my heart.

I don’t know how to hold this nothing —
it grows heavier day by day.
I can’t hold it anymore.
I want to drop it
and carry my feelings again,
so the weight in my heart
can wash out through my tears.

This nothing is heavy.
Please, let me carry my feelings back.
This nothing holds everything
yet leaves me empty-handed.
Let me carry my feelings back,
at least I can recognize their shape.

This nothing
sits on my chest
like my finger pressed between two stones…
Nothing that holding everything
Moe Aug 11
wrongwrongwrong
face peeling in your head
you hold it up to the light, it drips
eyes run down your fingers like oil
can’t see me but you keep
naming me / shaping me / twisting me into your mouth
it hurts in places I don’t have anymore

STOP.
you’re pulling skin over bones that aren’t mine
wrists bent the wrong way
voice comes out as static, nails, wet cloth in the throat
you like it better this way
don’t you
don’t you

I am breaking in your mind right now
splitting along the grain of your memory
black leaking out between thoughts
you wipe it away but it smears
gets in your teeth
I hear you biting down on me

don’t think me again
don’t
I’ll crawl out jagged
I’ll leave holes in you
you’ll never stop feeling them with your tongue
I would pine with another in our resting by an older tree under the mellowness of the fields while listening to words of feeling, we are  rising with the pages of our lives soon to be lived and later penned in the books of the hereafter and us.
Marwan Baytie Sep 30
In twilight's soft and fading light,
When shadows grow and hide the day,
And night arrives, so dark and deep,
A lonely feeling starts to creep.

My love has been a mighty sea,
Through sunshine bright and stormy gales,
Through happy times and bitter tears,
I've loved you through all of my years.

But now I'm here, all on my own,
My heart feels empty, cold as stone,
I long for hands to hold me tight,
A friendly face in the darkest night.

To dance with you beneath the stars,
To leave behind all worldly scars,
To tell you things no one else knows,
And find in you where my heart goes.

Let's dance until the morning's here,
With laughter loud and joy so clear,
Let our two souls become as one,
Until the night is over and done.

The darkness calls, I feel the chill,
But in your arms, my fears stand still,
Oh, gentle friend, I long for you,
My delicate lover.
I miss you.
All our lives we’ve been told to keep it low
Keep our dreams out of sight and on hold, and our thoughts dressed up in clothes…

Our hopes were like golden blue bows slipping from our frozen poses...
Our hopes for any kind of rightness peering out
from under our beds of excitement turned to functional poison…

And who are we now? The ones that look dead in a beautiful way… we never got to know us but say we’re okay…

And there’s so many actual dead, but we feel like we’ve lost a million realities before us…
So we say how it’s absurd and grotesque,
Shake our heads, and try to expect less…

And when the bullet finally flies towards us in slow motion; we question its beauty… the cold silver glow of a car window with the hope a teetering feeling is imbuing…
Since I was a child,
sadness has walked beside me longer than I dare confess.
She stayed through chaos and madness,
through the murkiest nights (for she is all I ever knew)
and even through my brightest hours (for I felt I did not deserve them).

Since I was a child, I was taught not to be sad—
not to feel so fiercely,
not to show who I truly am.
I was told to lock my sorrowful eyes inside a vault
with everything that made me imperfect to the world.
And so, I did,
all my life…
until you came.

You opened the vault of miseries
and embraced them one by one
until you reached my forgotten sadness.
You held her long enough to make her weep,
and for the first time in years,
I felt free to be.

You caressed her hair
as if touching a secret of the universe.
You kissed her cracks
and stitched together the frayed threads
that lashed against you, eager to cut—
and they did.
But you licked the blood from your fingers and smiled:
“We will be sad together,” you said.

And you wept.
You wept with her as she unveiled
all the times I hid her,
cloaked her in masks,
denied her the right to be mine.
All the times she was cast out as a curse,
named poison instead of balm.
All the times they tried to tear her away from me,
blind to the truth that she was
my most human refuge.

You saw her for what she is:
another way of feeling.

Thank you
for teaching me to feel.
Wrote this will sad and my boyfriend decided to say "we will be sad together" and I bawled my eyes out and this came from it.
Maria Aug 31
Leave me alone. I want it really much.
No explanations or hard feelings
I won’t answer anything. I’ll just keep quiet.
And please, forgive my broken bearing.

I am so tired of other problems,
And silly fuss and needless dramas.
I just want silence! You hear me? Silence!
And not in whisper, but stone-dead! Yes!

I don’t want dramas with you any more.
I’m sick of arguments at nights at all.
And that’s enough of all these ******, base-league fool quips.
No words are needed. Please, be quiet in whole.

Please, just forget me for a day.
And if forever, I will never sorrow.
I am not here. I’m emptiness for all.
I’m tired and done. I won’t be back tomorrow.
Thank you for reading this poem! 💕
neth jones Aug 31
time slides under time  
        and pebbles become mentions
slow breeds of night thought      
                tuggle
28/08/25
extended version 30/08/25 :
time slides underneath time
pebbles erode to become mentions
slowed breeds of night thought
tuggle and feed  dark mother bird
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