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cleann98 Jul 2019
it can't be
repentance
so long as
she still smiles.
can't forgive what you still regret.. especially if the bitter taste only reminds you of your own mistake.

snippet of white noise, to be posted later.
thank you for reading.
Priyam Jul 2019
Will you remember my voice
The day I'm finally dead
Will you understand the words
You left unheard and I, unsaid
Hlengiwe Jul 2019
I want to know myself
I want to explore myself
I want to search my heart
Exploring every curve,
invading every room's privacy
I want answers to unasked questions
I want accurate answers to rhetorical questions
I want to have conversations about topics that are ignored and hidden
I want to drink coffee with the Lord
and let him fill my empty mind
with wisdom to understand life.
I want to know what is pain, hate, depression, and discrimination.
I want to understand their origin
I want to fight bad guys
I want to succeed
But how can I
when fear is all that I know.
I want...
Rishita Jul 2019
Spending nights with my pillow
Soaking it with tears and sorrow
Staring at myself for hours
Trying to heal all the invisible scars
Letting my heart cry out
Silencing my unheard shout
Hiding the tears behind my eyes
Faking a smile to cover my lies
Waking up every morning, without having slept
Remembering the secrets I have kept
Going around all day as if it’s fine
Laughing those laughs which are never really mine
Hanging with people who don’t really care
Yes, so many people but this pain no one would share
I’m feeling so much that I feel empty
Surrounded by people, but from the heart there is no one I can see
Walking back home with a broken heart
Wishing an end for this story that start
And reaching back, with a thousand things to say
But everyone has already walked away
I looked around
I wanted to disappear, but actually I wanted to be found
And then again, curling up in bed, hoping my heart, never again beats
But this pain never goes, this pain just repeats
But, now again, the nights are here to hear me screams
And the mirrors waiting to steal my dreams
The pillow is ready to be drowned
And the scars are waiting to be found
The pain is waiting to roll down my cheeks
And then come out as shrieks
But who dose care; no one is here to see
No one to notice what loneliness dose to me
Solitude is bliss, but loneliness a curse
Cause solitude comes from self and loneliness from others
And they say to live you need water, food and air
But ask my murdered heart who has got everything but love and care
Loneliness doesn’t really have a colour; it’s like a black hole inside
Or perhaps a place where I could hide
Don’t say you were there, because you left me alone
Don’t say you brought tape, because my heart was still torn
My heart that is broke now can’t be made
The smiles that covered the pain, have started to fade
You’ll not know how I’m being killed from inside
You’ll not know how many tears I’ve cried
You won’t know how bad you hurt me
I’ll never let you know I’m lonely
It’s not my fault you didn’t hear my cries
If only you would have read my eyes.
But I’m never alone, I’m just lonely
Cause loneliness is always with me.
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
How come the crowd watches me but never shows it supports,
I scream and scream till reality just contorts,
But they muffle my voice with headphones and pretend everyone's happy...

Suffocated on isolation led to my tragedy.
Casualties happen when voices are left unheard.
Questioning impact because the water was shallow, and no one would say a word.
But they watch afar, partying together, is it our fault?

Wheeling in third, active insult, feels like an assault.

How can i exist in a crowd, and yet i still feel unheard...


Can I even do anything about it...?
Am I a puzzle piece that could fit...?
Anya Nov 2018
Have you ever felt like
you're walking through
a cloud?

The noise surrounds
but doesn't
touch
you'r enclosed
but separate figure

In,
but out

The colors,
within your vision
but               a blur
Once again,
Around,
But

Her gaze
naturally passes
By, his voice
directed
Some where else

Around,
But not to
Inside
But more like
Out

Walking
              
                through
                              a
                                cloud
Demonatachick Nov 2018
To say goodbye; that dreaded word, is one I'd rather left unheard.
Oscillate
starstrike Nov 2018
This society is killing me
Them and I we speak
Different languages that keep
Me locked inside the cellar of my brain

I try to scream
With my fists I beat
The walls until my knuckles bleed
But no one hears as I go insane

These earthquakes yield fires
Whose smoke chokes me while
The flames chase me to a cliff
And I must make the choice:
To burn to ashes or to end it

These words I sprawl on paper are written in invisible ink
There is no escape
From this massive snake
That coils around my spirit

These chains bind my body to artificial walls
I seem no more than a doll
Devoid of true thought
Unable to reach anything I've ever sought

This society is killing me
I cannot even speak-
The language of my heart is foreign to all but me
And we all know solitude does horrific things when one is truly lonely
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