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No kisses for days
The "I love yous" fade
I know what to do, but I am in the denial phase

I need something to numb this pain
Help, my heart breaks
I still love you the same, yet you don't
I'm not okay

No kisses for days
The "I love yous" fade
I know what to do, that's what I say

Can't keep going on this way
So I'll soak up the ache for just one more day
But I'm in the denial phase
It's been an interesting couple of months.
My head pounds when their words turn sharp,
my heart pierced a thousand times,
each syllable sinking, twisting,
draining the light from my chest.
The world turns blank
only tears carve down my face.
My body aches,
but it’s my soul that screams without sound.
No hands reach for me,
no voice dares to soften the storm.
Only my sobs remain,
bouncing off empty walls.
Why me?
Why only me?
Why am I always the one marked wrong?
Even when I’m bleeding inside,
they name me the cause
as if my hurt is a crime.
The walls press closer,
the air grows heavier.
Each day repeats,
a chain I can’t break.
I fall silent
my voice has nowhere to land,
just tumbling into the pit
where all my hope went to die.
ag Aug 2023
I always write every thoughts and every words that would come up in my head on any of my blank pages.

But this time, I stopped writing my thoughts and had not touched my blank pages anymore.

Because, I’m afraid I’ll write about you again.
yāsha Apr 2023
slather my lips more with your salivated
ecstasy.
pry my mouth open
and speak to me in french—kiss and make me
remember that these illusions are safe. perhaps
alter my two realities,
tell me that i am real—you are real. this trip has no
end, i know. but i've never been loved like this.

      i would end it if it means i'd get to live again,
      but then i'll leave you here
      —all alone with no one to hold.
Philomena Sep 2021
i took a walk today in the garden and saw a wounded bird trying to fly, her wings were broken as she gasped for air, with every raise she lost a feather but i could tell she knew no better, her eyes searched the sky waiting to be found, chirping for what sounded like eternity

p.
w.
Claudia Santos Mar 2021
I wish I wasn't dull,
Without flavor.
I wish I had more hunger to live, to persue the call in my soul.
I wish I had more to give,
More dept to the way i love others,
A selfless mindset,
A less broken heart.
I wish I wasn't this messed up.
I wish...
Blog: www.apoeticjournal.com
Jasper Oct 2020
There are days when being alive feels so good.
For a while it was what I looked forward to.
Every time I had a bad day, a bad week, a bad month, I would tell myself that one day I’m going to wake up and love life again.
I’m afraid it’s been a long time since I’ve felt that way.
Living for other people is exhausting.
Why would I stay alive to let other people love me
When I can’t even love myself?
No need to be concerned.
Jamie Sep 2020
i'm drifting
into treacherous waters,
again

i still can't swim

except this time
i can't find the energy
to come up to the
surface

there is no one around,
it's a ghost town,
and my eyes are sore and heavy

it seemed so much
easier yesterday
what happened to all that
childish wonder?

where did all the magic go?

i don't think
i want to float any longer
i think i might try and find
the bottom

wish me luck,
wherever you are
...
Jamie Aug 2020
I've noticed a pattern with you.

You seem to care for me,
but hate buying me the
medication I need

You roll your eyes
or shout at me for
finishing them
like they are candy,
addicting

Maybe pick a side
Please, it's getting really confusing

Two nights ago

You asked me to take
every two days
to 'get me used to it'

I told you that I
might need them
You disagreed

If they were cancer meds,
you wouldn't be encouraging
or rather
forcing me to do this

So I've decided to stop swallowing
so that you won't ever need to buy
me anything
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