Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Lady Grey Apr 2018
So tired
                            Of what?
I dont know
Im so e m  p      t         y
Its s
       u
          f
              f
                 o
                      c
                            a
         ­                           t
                                    ­          i
                                                     ­            n
                                                               ­                                            g
Not the hard and harmful kind
Just soft and gentle
         Muffling reality
                     Blurring the edges
I can barely breathe
     Or relate
To anyone
Thats my friend down the hall
     Better look down
I dont want to talk
               Dont take it personally
Im just too tired to think
      To breathe
      To talk
I cant focus
Cant open my mouth
My hands tremble
But my eyes are hard and staring
                                                         ­    Rude.
         Im not looking at you
Im just lost in space
                        In the             e m p t y             void
sometimes everything just seems wrong, like you're the only thing that's real, you know?

— The End —