hashtags
do not bring back the dead.

they do not cause souls
to rise out of the ashes they lay to rest in.

hashtags

raise awareness for

loss
hurt
pain

and that ache in your chest you get
when you realize
that
nothing
is
the
same.

Because If im being honest,

making something a trending topic

is the only way

to make people

give
a
****.

She cannot find words
to describe this hollowness inside her
as if her heart was carved out
and put on display
but everyone didn't bother take a second look
as they walked past her carved out heart
and they still had their own in their chest,
Pumping rythmically whilst she had not felt a beat for awhile now
but she did not ask for it to be removed,
it was simply stolen from her
By a boy with dark hair and a pale face
She'll never forget those crystal blue eyes;
as she could stare at them for days
Yet she's hollow now and his eyes were like the arctic,
Cold and indifferent
And it seemed as if he had never cared in the first place,
He just wanted her heart.

You seem saddened, They say
they don't have a clue
I tell them my feelings and they don't know what to do
If my emotion had a colour it'd be greyish blue
I only feel happy when I'm with you
and through all of the lies this is true
But I'm antique, and you wanted someone new

"How are you" is the only thing that you ask
every day on the phone
and i tell you "I'm fine"
but I'm alone
I yearn for warmth
in the cold of night
and hugging my pillow tight
Drinking tea at 3 am because
The panic attacks were too much
for me to lay my exhausted body on
my pillow full of tears

You said you were done
with me and my friends
and left me in the dead of the night
And i wish i had a time machine,
so i could go back to the first time you said
"I love you"
even though those words were hollow
it still made me feel whole