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the entire world lays in bed,
everybody goes to turn off their mind,
my power switch is broken,
no matter how hard I try my mind stays alert,
can you teach yourself to not think,
can you learn how to not pick apart every mistake,
my pillowcase becomes an aquarium filled with tears,
sheets strangle my legs until they lay limp,
when im left alone with my mind it loses hold,
how many nights can you spend numb but feeling everything,
everything is a contradiction and no one knows the pain,
isolation is safe haven hiding in a purgatory,
how do you ever get out?
I thought that once you lose someone, it’s always instant, but it’s not.

I lose you in the morning, when I wake up, and remember you’re gone

I lose you every time that I remember the many times that I saw your name on my phone

I lose you when I’m hungry and decide to go out to eat rather than stay home and cook

I lose you every time that I play a video game instead of reading a book

I lose you when I’m off work and want to text, but it’s not the same.

I lose you every night, before bed, when I wonder how you’re doing, what you ate, and if you’re laying in bed the same way I am.

Losing someone has never been instant, I’ve lost you every day with every thing that reminds me of you.
Riptide 3d
If you Win, you live
If you lose, you die
If you don't fight you can't win.
So Fight **** It!
Swimming against the waves,
forcing myself to swim.
I'm tired, but not dead yet.

Oh, how easier it would be
to let the waves carry me,
how tempting is a surrender,
how relieving must be
giving up, not staying afloat.

But how much more tempting is
a fight with the current,
when you know
that you can win, if you only want.

Swimming against the waves,
exhausted, in need of a break,
with no strenght left,
with muscles like sponge.

Something is telling me
not to give up,
and carry on,
so I carry on.
Riptide Oct 9
I am a protector,
I protect those I hold dear.
But... I sacrifice myself for others,
I have no time for myself.
I lose who I am,
But I protect those I love.
They say that I am too
And protective.
I am like a treasure map but without the X
I am useless without who I really am,
But I am useless without the people I care for.
So I gave myself up for them.
writer omsy Oct 8
They'll just let you
A few amounts of strength
Just to pull you out
And dip back into the darkness

Hear your voice trembling
Underneath their shoes
Won't they believe in you?
Won't you matter to them?

Sometimes, you crawl
And they watch
Sometimes, they fall
And you watch
It's Just Business.
Romance is distraction -
Romance is elaborating saga,
Romance is invention,
and not at all Love's dogma.

Love is discovery -
Love is devotion,
Love is creativity,
It evolved as we evolved,

Love is center, in all kinds
in the pure and the complex,
Love expressed in all the fines
the beauty in finding is yet -

Losing oneself in the find
or finding oneself in a loss,
unset from stone your searching mind
come morning, midnight, sun rise or set -

Love will find you as much as
Love willingly let's you beget.
Cherisse May Oct 2
let's lose sleep
thinking about how hungry we are, craving for each other,
hands rushing towards each other like waves,
greedily filling each other's void, fingers intertwined.

let's lose sleep over
thinking about the endless possibilities,
the world, even; almost anything, really,
as we lay there, the silence engulfing us.

let's lose sleep over
feeling the cold breeze of the night,
a tint of alcohol and blush on your rose dusted cheeks,
as we struggle to feel each other's warmth and heat.

let's lose sleep over
the fact that
this will only happen
in my dreams.
another day of me being fragile.

get out of my head; you're making me think about you quite often now.
KM Hanslik Sep 29
Tonight I can't sleep because
I think I can feel my heartbeat in the bottoms of my socks
so I started a list on the back of my prescription because
a paper is just a paper, even one that documents my
unplanned mental tics and the fact that my body doesn't always
do what it's supposed to do to keep me functioning, but I don't really care about that anymore
I don't really care that much because I'm too busy looking after you and I know it's a long shot under terrible conditions and I know you were never looking for anything and that time isn't one of those neatly packaged things
tied together with a ribbon
but in the end, I hope that we don't spoil this
I want to see you happy I just want to see you bloom

and it's funny I'm pretty sure I've never
stayed up this late before for a reason that even remotely mattered but it's different now, it's different because you do
you're over there and you're keeping it going until the timer runs out
and I don't think you know but I'm not just high on caffeine
I'm having nightmares about finding you in your bedroom not breathing
and I really need to do something
I need to be there to make this less surreal, I need my brain
to work in whole pictures and not just doing shots of adrenaline pumping
cortisol into my system always upping my dose right after I leave you

but of course, everything kind of feels like that on this kind of a night
kind of like chewing on glass and pulling my skin off
everything kind of feels like that when I think of losing you.
I need him to be okay
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