I guess this,
isn’t to,
You.
But it,
kinda sorta,
is to,
Me,
instead.
If that even,
makes any sort,
of sense.
I just,
really wanted,
some sort,
of miracle,
to happen,
I don’t really,
know what,
that was,
or even,
wasn’t.
Maybe it’s,
nothing,
all I know,
it’s not,
something.
Farewell,
Me.

It was easier,
so much,
easier,
to not,
see,
your face,
when I hugged,
you tight,
so tight,
to say,
goodbye,
in my,
heart.
And I know,
you don’t,
realize,
that each time,
I expect,
your lips,
to press,
against,
mine.
But I must,
say so long,
in not,
just my,
heart,
but also,
my mind.
And yes,
it’s hard,
because you,
mustn’t truly,
know,
the torment,
I’m putting,
myself through,
because I,
have fallen,
deeply,
behind.
How grateful,
I am,
to the half moon,
tonight,
when I,
said my own,
goodbyes.

“You don’t,
have to,
worry about,
me.”,
she says.
Mouth ******,
after spitting,
out words,
covered in,
razor blades.
Maybe it’s something,
you can understand,
or maybe,
it’s something,
that makes you want to run,
straight to Neverland,
and dim witted,
Peter Pan.
“You should,
probably,
worry about,
me.”,
she should,
have said.
But words covered,
with cotton,
tend to cut,
much deeper,
than the ones,
not.

there’s an overwhelming loneliness
that burns from the chambers
don’t listen to the voicemail i left
from the nights i’ve sobbed in my pillow
i can’t remember the last time it felt
old lovers remember it fondly
but i remember waiting by the phone
i’ve spent a lifetime in the dark
and learned the lesson that’ll haunt me
there’s no voice who will call
no voice to tell me i’m what they wanted
start swallowing your pride and remember it
it’s just you
an overwhelming mess
a manic storm
i will never be the one they needed
only a temporary hold
but never something permanent
i’ll leave more voicemails in the dark
i’ll send the chamber to hell
i’ll ignore all the lessons
give it another lifetime
maybe i’ll remember it fondly too

Alone.
I am so achingly alone.

In a world full of souls,
Mine has been trapped in a void.

Alone,
So painfully alone.

Deserted by all
But the pain I bear,
That my existence  
Will only be
mine own.