Clarity Jun 11
What do you want from me?
Why are you back?
Making everything worse
I was finally learning how to ‘move on’ but you had to appear out of nowhere
Making me question everything.
I know you aren’t capable of feeling
Wether its happiness or sadness.
So why do you insist on making me feel the latter?
Why can’t you just leave me alone?
Kauthar 6d
It can be the worst day of my life.
It can be the best day of my life
but do I really want to repeat that day forever.
Never doing anything new.
This would be a nightmare coming true.
Just a thought that came to my head. What would you do or how would you feel to be stuck in the same day forever.
Bree Torres Jun 9
I sit here trying to wrap my head around the world.
Its hard when your anchored at at your feet.
You scream but no one hears you. 
Running to only find that your running in place the whole time.
Fear is real and there's no escaping whats right in front of you.
No choice but to deal with whats on repeat.
I used to be told sweet dreams yet dreams don't seem so sweet.
Yan F Jun 7
second chances
  third chances
      fourth chances
     renewed trusts
replenished damaged belief
               pride and prejudice
hurt and sadness
           fifth chances...
      making up
               making out
        waking up half ashamed
             walking out half naked
     walking off the emptiest night of your lives
                      forcing a smile
                  pretending to be fine
         pretending to be fine
                                pretending to be fine
            pretending to be fine
                 lying            
                     knuckling under
                                       lying
                                falling behind
                          pretending to believe each other
               trustfalls
                   with
                      a
                 harness
                          trust
                         falling
                          apart
trust broken forever.
       sixth chances...
                 tears-----
          weeping-----
           sobbing-----
                    gnashing of teeth-----
   staring into the mirror blankly at 3am
               crying yourself up until 9
glass shard pressed smoothly
                                                     against your wrist
                                            total darkness...      
                               undoable sadness...
                      uncurable brokenness...
              unsatiable...
       irrevocable...
irreversible...
           -------seventh chances
                pain.
       ------eighth chances
           cries.
    ------ninth chances
        lies.
-------tenth chances
      more 'last' goodbyes.
              et cetera
maybe a sequel to 'things we call love' ? don't know
The unmistakable feeling
as an analog knob turning left
my emotions had numbed down
but a little more to left
and that can be a pain
How much can one change
in one sitting, all alone
how low can one sink,
as dissolving into a mess of emotions
the weekly cycle of misery
has left me all the more empty
more a pain then an inconvenience
weakening my mind with every wishing
a need for normalcy
can I not identify my state
and expect to live in it
The needless need for nagging
the endless endurance of empathy
at a point, there isn't anyone to bother
self love I presume is the answer
but I hate myself far much for it to takeover
this, unmistakable feeling
has left me all alone.
what more do I add?
Sanny May 19
I'm dreading.

To pack everything,
from the place we used to call ours.

The empty boxes are staring back at me.

I can't bring myself to fill them.

I'm scanning the apartment that used to be ours..

I'm seeing our history repeating itself.

I somehow see your shadow from the kitchen,
and mine from the living room.

I hear your laughter when you mess up cooking..

And suddenly you're everywhere, and I'm paralyzed.

I can't move you into boxes, and I can't leave you.

Yet I need to leave you within this walls..
Walk out of the shade
sense the heat, in your veins
resist squinting your eyes, in the day
for afterwards you are sunburnt, in pain.

Every day taking slow steps
always want more, always guess
bad days, we always detest
yet, good days earn you less.

As night falls the beat flows
time slows
colours true show
drink, until less we know.
Aa Harvey May 6
Don’t look back.


It's been a long time since I saw you last,
But here you are again, my blast from the past.
Nothing to regret about the way that you left;
I was glad to see you go, because with you went all the stress.


We exchange pleasantries and maybe reminisce,
But all I can think is, oh my God!  When will you leave?
I have already moved on and you are just holding me back.
Eventually we say goodbye and I can finally relax.


Old memories are best forgotten;
Taking steps backwards will always end up rotten.
Repeated mistakes will only leave you to break;
So never go back to what you know or it will end up the same.


Nothing ever changes, history is resolute.
Don’t believe the truth; this is my truth.
Feelings come and go, so let them just go,
Because at the end of the day…everybody goes…


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
julianna May 4
no friends
no foes
no one to hear my woes
a drama queen at best
i tuck myself in and rest
i wake up the next day
i feel exactly the same way
a loner is what i am
so i press 'autopilot'
and try not to fight it
because it will all happen again
It will all happen again.
My Mind a boardroom
Many 'mini me' hold a meet
On a repeat
Day in ~ day out
They are quite a clout

The many 'mini me'
Ardent
Arduously Debate
Strategise and Plan
Follow Time Span
Concordant
Decisions to be made
For the very Me

The  chatter inside
Silenced .....
Not a word spoken outside
Acoustics fixed...

Now it's only me :))
Something from the Mindbox
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