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Acidic Moon May 2015
I feel myself falling apart, piece by piece..
I am like a puzzle,
And I'll never be put back together again..
Because the biggest piece of me is missing,
And that's you.
Since the day you left,
It seems as though I've had this hollow hole inside of me..
That no one else can ever fill.
You held a special part of me,
Now that part of me, is cold and dark and hollow..
And I can't get you out of my head,
And your name won't leave my lips..
I don't know how to get rid of you..
You've given me so many memories to hold onto,
But you've taken away the one thing that made me happy..
I won't cry and beg for you to come back.
You chose to leave me,
So I'll say goodbye, but just know you've left me broken..
You've left a hole inside of me,
A hole so deep, dark, and hollow..
Nothing will be able to fill it ever again.
And I'll never forgive you for that..
Nessa dieR Apr 2015
You have heard me,
An*  empty  *can rattles the most.
Doesn't it?
Ashleigh Holman Apr 2015
Why do I try to love the thorns
when all they do is *****?
Why do I stand and take the pain
knowing my skin's not thick?
Am I cursed or have I asked
to be one amidst chaos?
Is life truly better than this
or do I wish to slay us?
The sides of me, we bicker --
we fight and hate and love
and yet there is no other
to share our inner curve...
You can think or feel many things
but what purpose does it serve?
If hell always follows
then what do I deserve?
Paths are chosen day by day
and it's sad that I believe
in the thorns inside the garden
that only hurt and deceived.

Do we run because we're lonely
or did we choose to forget
all the **** we've both seen --
we felt it bit by bit.
And love is not a word I know --
so I don't know how to say..
I see the shades within you
and I feel mine fade away.
You know not the power --
but yet you're not naive...
so tell me why you're crying
when no one dares to see?
I see your inner hollow...
because I share it too;
so can't it once be possible
to change from black and blue?
Can we both refill it?
Slowly -- within time.
Or are we still just wasting
our memories, hearts, and lines...?
Jessica Lee Apr 2015
I'm going to pretend I'm okay,
But I'm not.
I try to cleanse myself of the pain,
But there's more tears from my eyes than droplets from the shower head.
My friends think I should go out more.
Sure, I'll go to a party,
"Party" being my jumbled emotions throwing an extravaganza in my head.
Hell, I'm always at THAT party.
You'll never feel the pain I feel now,
Even now that you realize what you did.
You may as well have took every moment you made me feel special, and threw them into a trash can, then lit it up in flames.
I'm going to pretend I'm okay,
But I'm not.
Ethan Moon Apr 2015
Bitter blessed

Better tested

Knowledge burns

Hollow inside

Welcome home
Andje Apr 2015
Nothing will save me and nothing will **** me
He never came and I feel just like he's gone
And I wish to be as abstract as my dreams
Duke Thompson Mar 2015
I can feel the sickness welling up inside me
Is it too late to put this behind me
Sighing late and tossing
'When I turn the whole universe turns with me'
It's too late start giving things away
Get ready for the last trip
With hollowed eyes pinned
And dry cracked thirsty lips
Each word seeming strange to me
Tuesday Pixie Mar 2015
The fog is thick tonight
The fog is thick tonight
The fog is thick tonight

I'm on a different plane
Over a crystal blue sea
- yours is murky green
Yet I know you see diamonds

I died. Back then.
Amidst the chaos.
But I was reborn.

A true self?
Is this what was beneath the rubble?
And now am I a husk?
Or is it that I've been irreparably altered?

There's no knowing - but the fog is thick tonight
And there's some dust in your eye
Concern? Discomfort? Lack of recognition?

I won't burden you much longer
This tiny window you have glimpsed-
You will never revisit.
Oh if only your mind had of melted
Flowed forth and brought me that speck:
Just for the knowing of it.

Perhaps I'm too sincere.
Does it bore you?

God. I need to sleep.
aubrey sochacki Jan 2015
whisper sweet nothings
in the crook of my neck
as I slowly fall asleep

trace the skin
on my dry, unshaven legs
as I loudly snore

stay wide awake
and listen to me speak
as I am deep into a dream

wrap me up
in your husky arms
as morning approaches
we are one
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