you turn to me but i'm not there i'm drowning i told you but you couldn't listen the thoughts won't make sense none are clear they're surrounding encompassing and unnerving if i take one last breath would you notice the body folded neatly lying under the baggage you placed on my back i can no longer support myself but you won't take the load stuck inside your head and i'm stuck with you if i stop speaking i'll stop breathing so i'll carry on until my fingers are shaking too much from lack of oxygen or sometimes too much i can hear my breathing speeding up faster ready to take off and fly away with what's left of my soul and spirit that you didn't crush still going as i recognise the dizzy daze i'm falling into waiting to collapse in on myself for maybe the last time for a while at least we both know it won't happen because of you i couldn't however much you argue and scream and shout or maybe it's because of her calming my mind ok i have to stop now i told you it would get too much once again i say i'm sorry remember me or the old me if you can it wasn't your fault
With all the glow Of San Francisco Lighting up your face Highlighting in lightning Every word you say I heard it then Clear as day “Something’s coming.” Don’t forget it Don’t you dare neglect it And by God may you never try to perfect it
Your words are like a bitter juice I can't swallow Stuck there, Hanging in mid-air I can't understand it It rings in my ears again and again But it makes no sense My mind is becoming numb from hearing your voice Like eating something so spicy you can't feel your tongue Like your fingers on the coldest day of winter You keep touching them yet it feels like their not yours Like not feeling a cut But when I realized it It was too late The cut was bleeding out It felt like you pressed a lemon against it And rubbed the salt in ~10/4/21
Am I going to say what I'm talking about in this poem? No, because I don't even know what I'm talking about..
I'm not just listening to words, I'm also listening to the use of your words, Your tone of voice, The way your body moves, I'm listening for those subtle ****** expressions you make, I watch your hands and i watch your eyes. I listen to your eyes And i hear everything you don't say in words!
Should I even try to speak When you don’t hear me My words don’t “benefit” you Like your friends do
I want to tell you I’m weak Like a plant in the storm that bends I can only bend so far under the pressures
But you would just blow it off Maybe you can’t take the stress of it all You don’t want to bear mine But I think of ur friends You listen to them… Maybe I'm forgetting the times you’ve listened to me rant Maybe I’m expecting too much from you
But it still hurts when you don’t even look my way… It’s never perfect But is it supposed to feel this lonely?
Maybe I’m not good enough I don’t deserve love I’ve made mistakes Piled higher than the mountains Would you forgive me if I let go? Because I can’t see the love...