Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Look at me just long enough to know you don't like what you see

Talk to me just long enough to know you want to leave

Keep me around just long enough to know I take up too much space

Find the words just cruel enough to let me know I am only a drain

Notice my absence just long enough to know that you made a mistake
you made a mistake
Robert meacham Jul 2021
I cannot rest knowing you have gone,
each waking hour  tears at my heart
I see and feel you in every way , yet
that is not enough and time;
time does not heal the pain nor
erase memories
I guess I am selfish
Because I was once given the most
precious heart to love
And I cannot let you go.
But I will keep reaching out
and know that you are out there somewhere.
Love
Nathalie Hill Jun 2021
Somehow hope still lingers through my soul.
Time has broken me in ways that i sometimes wonder how I'm still standing?
But that little hope that keeps me sane ironically has a first and last name.
Aint it pathetic how my sanity depends on the person who unintentionally keeps breaking me? Aint it pathetic how he is having the happiest days while im here patiently waiting for his comeback although i deep down know that day is not anywhere near this present. Pathetic little me right?
Gopika Krishna Jun 2021
The golden hues in autumn,
sheds down in the cold.
With an enduring hope,
it's spring again.
But with the unsaid goodbyes,
grief lingers.

-Gopika Krishna
Sachiko May 2021
I’m sorry.
The two words that I want to hear.
But I want it to be sincere.
For the longest time,
Silence is how we communicate.
We both know feelings are hard to articulate.
When one starts to converse,
It is inevitable not to argue.
You aren’t found of sweet gestures.
I accepted the fact a long time ago.
I just want you to stay with me.
Your existence is all I need.
I appreciate silence that isn’t empty.
As I am patiently waiting,
The time comes but it’s already ticking.
It stings when I’m sorry isn’t an apology.
When it depicts goodbyes,
And probably the last farewell.
Paras Bajaj Apr 2021
No, we are not fine on our own,
and that's why we leave
for reasons unknown.
Ananya Apr 2021
There was a hollow feeling in my chest
Wearing my black boots and black dress,
Am I ready for this I ask myself
That I am not sure I must confess.

The aura around me is silent
The people I have known all my life,
Now no more than a stranger
No matter how much I try to recognize.

I watch my friends in a corner
Sitting all alone,
Their chest heaving with shallow breathing
And their faces made of stone.

There was a change of plan today
I was supposed to be on voyage,
Instead I am watching my loved
Gather their strength and courage.

I look towards my family
Missing their smiles and frowns,
Closing my eyes I welcome darkness
As they lower me six feet down.
Secret Whispers Mar 2021
All my poems were letters to you that I wish I could say,
Hoping that by chance you would stumble upon my page and read them all someday.
And then you would remember the girl who showed you how to love,
Remember the girl that went way above and beyond.

But that never happened and now you’re all gone,
The only memory you took with you is that I am strong.
Next page