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Sam Jul 2017
In a dream I felt nostalgia
And it brought me to my knees
It wouldn't let me breathe
My cold, dead, teary eyes

When I awoke it hit me hard
Cause the pain did not subside
The vice stuck on my heart
Sinking me deeper in the dark

So my dear Nostalgia
Please just leave me be
I know I'm getting older
And the past I can't relive

So my dear Nostalgia
Please give me back my wings
I am sick of falling
And struggling to sleep

Please just let go of me
Can't you see I'm suffocating?
Have you no compassion?
I'm hollow
Broken by your kiss

Nostalgia I'm running out of words to say
I've been fighting far too long
I'm tired and weary
Decimated by your fury

So my dear Nostalgia
Hear me as I cry
Grant me one last wish
Stay the hell away from me
K Balachandran Jul 2017
piercing nimbus layers,
sun asserts light's reign again.
doom to pall of gloom.
Sam Jul 2017
Is it written on my face?
The pain I feel inside
Tonight, my heart is joyless
I can feel the broken pieces
As they throb inside my chest
This loveless life I lead

I am a poet working overtime
Like the misery inside of me
Like the lunacy that calls to me
To the angel who stalks my every dream
Please take the time to rescue me

For my shredded soul is fading
Darkness overtaking
The burden of my sorrow
No clear skies tomorrow

Angel can you hear me?
I'm sinking deeper in dismay
Eyes becoming jaded
I'm growing tired of fighting

Hold me in your arms
Show me that there's more to life
More than endless heartache
Embrace me with your ethereal flesh
And know I'll feel the same

For this soul is yours to take
What's left of me
This empty tank
This broken tragedy

And when I fall into your arms
Legs too tired to stand
Know my love is true
And help me to move forward
Jack Jenkins Jul 2017
A strong crushing feeling on the edge of existence
  Investigating a never-ending black tunnel
A crypt of hopeless souls forever seeking shelter
  Without a lamp to guide their fruitlessness
I see the ghastly faces set upon every person still
  Cold, pale and downtrodden with weight
Devoid of any glow to indicate they are alive
  They are obscure and discarded remains
Theirs is a cell of forgetfulness and tragic pain
  Forever feeling along the walls of torment
Sam Jul 2017
His figure daunting
A man you need not meet
Tragically, most of us do

He goes by many names
Sorrow and depression are just a couple
And when you see him
You'll wish you hadn't

He isn't shy about introductions
But once he starts talking
Pray he doesn't stay long

A face shrouded by gray
Eyes black
His stories are twisted
They all lack a hero
They all lack hope

And now I'm wishing
Wishing I closed the **** door
But he's sitting at my table
That sick, crooked, grin
Make him stop

He loves chaos and is quick to torment
I'm stuck here
Manically anticipating
The day he'll walk away

Back down his broken road
Back to his circle of hell
The man of the broken road
Sam Jul 2017
You are cheery
And I am dreary

You are social
And I am a rock

You live to see the sun
I lurk among the shadows

But when I'm by your side
I actually feel alive
Sam Jul 2017
Spare me your remorse
For I was a tragedy long before
you walked into my life
And wish not for my happiness
For gray is just as beautiful as
red
Have no pity for my agony
And understand it makes the good times better
Sadness signed a signature
And she wrote it on my soul
Sam Jun 2017
They say home is where your heart is, and mine used to be with you. Now, it's in pieces, scattered across various bars.
Bars where they leave you to your misery when they see your head tucked in your folded arms.
Sam Jun 2017
She asked me to hold her.
I was confused at first, and wanted to ask why.
But then I saw the sadness, the sadness in her eye.
We were dealt different cards, but we both got losing hands.
I took her in my arms, and you know I held her tight.
Until the crack of dawn,
through her darkest night.
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