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Blossom Mar 2018
Confusion of the senses
I smell a burning lie
Listen to the color's leak
Fall out the endless sky
adira Feb 2018
the noise the noise it hits me like a speeding car

the light so bright it turns me to tar

blinded by light and deaf from sound

I feel a ram of loss dig me into the ground

the intensity of the senses mushes my brain it flings me around and

around bringing me chaos

every single day
Monotone Feb 2018
In a place filled with sound,
I feel so alone.
No friends or family.
No siblings or enemies.

In a place filled with sound,
I cannot hear a thing.
No laughter, cries, or reprieve.
No yelling, whispering, or screams.

In a place filled with sound,
I see nothing.
No people, animals, or trees.
No colors as vivid as can be.

In a place filled with sound,
I taste nothing.
Nothing sweet or salty,
only bland and boring.

In a place filled with sound,
I smell nothing.
Not mommas homemade cooking,
or freshly cut grass.

In a place filled with sound,
I do not exist.
No trace of me ever did.
alexa Feb 2018
i can’t get rid of you,
feel the ghost of your fingertips on every inch of my body,
smell your cologne on my pillow case,
the musky scent whispering its way into all my dreams,
which all seem to be about you.
i taste you on my lips,
over and over again my body rejects food
rejects anything that
doesn’t taste like you.
i hear your voice on an endless loop in my head,
both the beautiful lies you spun into me
and the abusive, muddy words
you hurled at me like knives.
but the worst,
the very worst,
is i still see you in everything,
everywhere,
in everything.
everyone.
you will never leave me,
won’t take yourself out of me,
out of my life.
you won’t leave me alone,
won’t let me move on and forgive myself.
i hate you enough to hate myself for loving you.
Kaumudi Feb 2018
Nose too blocked to sense what's happening
Eyes too blinded to distinguish between lies and truth
Ears too deaf to hear anyone's advice
Mouth too soar to speak out the problem
Skin too numb to understand the pain
I only knew that in my own tears I was drowning.
When sorrow has no limits.
©2018, Drowning by Kaumudi.
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