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Kyla Apr 23
we’re going to be okay
aren’t we
three messes broken by the same people
two hearts shattered
all mentally ill
it’s in the family !
One erratic and spilling everything and everywhere
pun intended
one grounded and lonely on the ground
broken by a girl too toxic to have
the other both erratic and messy and lonely
loneliest
ki Apr 22
Trying to keep my cool knowing i'm losing my sanity.
Knowing that feeling wasn't mutual, constantly being led on by those who leave.
Knowing that those 5 minutes of fulfilment is going to turn into emptiness.
From waking up to excitement to absolutely nothing.
Looking into the mirror knowing their sweet words now has no purpose and I question "Why?" Just why...? Reminding myself everyday that I am nothing important.
Just something to fill in someone's time. Something they go to when they are bored.
My heart is tired and all it wanted was to acknowledge not ignored.
a poem for the ones who feel too much and receive too little. this is about being someone's temporary comfort while silently craving something real.
it's the exhaustion of giving your heart just to be left with silence. for anyone who's ever questioned their worth after being used, ignored, or led on... this one's for you.
How do you explain this—
When you love to be alone, yet are haunted by loneliness?
The silence becomes louder than a screaming heart.
Whispers fill the mind while the soul feels unbearably heavy.

Even when surrounded by millions of people,
The mind still feels like a vacuum.
Life becomes a useless desire, and people always exasperate me.

The ghost of silence haunts me so horribly that I lose my real self.
I long to escape this reality—
To fall out of existence.
Yet I fail so hopelessly and miserably,
And finally, I let myself wither in the emptiness of this world.
Bard of Blyth Apr 22
In the depths of space
Time goes slowly
I get a little lonely
I miss your face
I kind of feel out of place
I’m convinced wholly
That you’ve moved on surely
Oh what a waste.

Captains log I’m feeling blue
Space flight just passing through
The Oort Cloud, interstellar stew
Maybe I could turn back?
Captains log I’m thinking of you
It’s true I don’t know what to do
Maybe I could abandon the crew?
But that would do me no good
I just can’t escape your ghost
You haunt me the most
Whom I gonna call out here?

In the depths of space
Time goes slowly
I get a little lonely
I miss your face

Time doesn’t matter
When you cant flatter
Now that thought cuts like a dagger
I hope that your safe
While I’m stuck here in space
In stasis a heart can still shatter
Space sickness *****
Space sickness ***** *****
The earth is barely a dot
And I ******* miss you a lot
So i can’t view your story
To see what you’ve had for lunch
I can’t even see that pretty face scrunch
I have to use my memory
But my battery is empty
And I always thought it was like a sponge
Maybe I should just go to sleep
Space is desolate when you get deep

In the depths of space
Time goes slowly
I get a little lonely
I miss your face
I kind of feel out of place
I’m convinced wholly
That you’ve moved on surely
Oh what a waste.
I scream out to god
Expecting an echo back
Lonely summer night
Can you feel what I'm saying?
Can you see what I'm touching?
Can you taste what I'm hearing?
Well I can't.
Maybe because I'm here.
Or is it because I'm not here.
I really don't know.
Visions of nothingness drift through my subconscious.
My dream world could be your reality.
till the ****** of love
she sang

till the drapes
in tatters, wail
they shiver
threads,
to ribbons
as tears
frail in spring breeze
stiff
bony breath of winter
chills the soul
readies me for the wound

she could dance
belly and all
entrance my naked heart, my dizzy doldrums
how all I'd wanted
was her
in the midst
of my forest

mistake my love
for the stars
she did
for the myriad
she tossed her well
into my coin
and I drank her in
leagues deep
with one penny
for her mind
read her life
saw her perfection stem
in my interest
coffers full
no rust, pon my copper touch,
dividends of time, we had
and yet
by the hour, struck every eve,
the penny wast all I had
for, spat back, my penny went

a man can love a woman
but should his penny be worth her life
her love, her heavens, her crown,
men,
with wallets heavy as banks
will buy her drunk
ego, pride, unmerciful
to the brim
with lust
save one's penny, she'd be rich

though poor all her days, without you...
Who knew soul mates could be so cruel... and uninterested in love.
Ahmed Gamel Apr 20
She looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen,
Like a cover of a magazine, she shines, so serene.
Her eyes held a world that i couldn’t understand ,
A vision of beauty, slipping like sand.

I stood, caught in that fleeting, fragile space,
Where nothing was real, but I still gave chase.
She was the sun, I the fading moon,
In her light, I lost myself too soon.

"She looks like a dream," the words echo in my mind,
A perfect illusion, but no place for me to find.
I tried to fit, I tried to be whole,
But I didn’t belong—just a shadow, a soul.

I reached for her, but she slipped through my hands,
A face in a crowd, lost in distant lands.
I never showed her the depth I had inside,
I hid my true self—kept my heart denied.

And now I’m here, trapped in the past,
The dream’s a nightmare, and I’m outclassed.
I see her face, but she’s never near,
A memory, a ghost I hold dear.

The silence screams louder than words,
In my head, the pain echoes like birds.
I wonder, could I have made it right?
Or was I always meant to fade from sight?

This cage I built, too tight to breathe,
I locked myself in, no way to leave.
And now she’s gone—no touch, no sound,
Just an echo, a feeling, trapped and bound.

I dream of her, but she doesn’t see,
The boy I was, who could never be.
And so I stay, haunted by a face,
The prettiest dream, but I don’t fit in that place.

I wish I could forget, wish I could flee,
But every night, she’s all I see.
Trapped in the dream, with no way out,
Loneliness whispers, it’s all I’m about.
This poem is a reflection of love lost, a love that never truly came to be. It’s about the pain of being trapped in the memory of someone you could never fully reach, the regrets that linger long after the person is gone, and the suffocating feeling of not being able to move on. The dream-like quality of the poem contrasts with the harsh reality of unspoken feelings and missed opportunities. If you've ever felt that your heart belonged to someone who could never truly understand it, this poem is for you.
Morgan B Apr 18
Fog
My world has turned grey,
My soul is crying,
My heart is irreparably broken,
I thought you could be my cure,
A ray of sunshine
To light up my days.
I am sorry.
I know I need to let go,
And someday I will be able to.
You were something
You are not anymore,
While I’m the same as always
Pretending the past is still present.
My words are flat,
A decomposed body,
I lost the right way,
If I ever found it in the first place.
How to recognize
When you go from a prodigy
To a wilted flower?
I had always been invisible,
But banal?
A curse, sent by my
Worst enemy,
This is the only solution.
I lost my flame,
My lighthouse,
I feel like I lost you,
But you didn’t lose me.
Please, come back.
I guess some wounds never heal.
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