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All they worship
Is ****** ******* on candies
Talk about something real
Rather than your endless narcissistic trivialities
Your shiny objects
Your **** of children, creating them for amusement, like they're pets
Like you own them
They're not yours!
The world needs fewer pets
The world needs fewer YOU

Quit drooling over vanities
Or die of thirst
Ye creators only of desert
Stare at the people around you, unloved
Not at the ceiling, and some ***** you lust after
That ain't beauty
It's filth

Corrupt my world further
And I will spare no mercy
**** on that lollipop
Princess Selfish
Malavika Vipin Dec 2018
Love! Gifted me a world of vacuity...
Here, I can't breathe.
Here, I don't know myself.
There is no way out from here.

It is like a black-hole.
I'm alone here.
All I can have is our founding memories,
Nothing else.

Where are you?
You don't wish me to be with you?

The world of vacuity,
where I lost myself !

©malavikavipin
Richie Oct 2018
People tend to see me that I am complete, happy and fulfilled. But, do they really know the depths within me? I am sure, they don't know. My heart is deeply wounded, scarred and will be inflicted again with the same wound. It's a never ending cycle. A loop that needs a good escape...

Filled the void with so many things but all these are superficial. You will see photos, videos of me telling everyone that, "Hey, I am OKAY". No, I am not. My soul is screaming... Wanting to be heard but all you hear is pure silence. You just don't know how it feels to be trapped. I don't feel like I should be here...

When I was a kid, I never thought and never ever dreamed of living this kind of life. It's hollow, deep, vacuity shall I say. And now, my existence here on earth is merely a decorative. It feels like I am just surviving but NOT anymore living.

Amidst all these, I just need a single of ray of light like we all believe that the sun will rise. I still believe in LOVE even when I CANNOT FEEL IT.
Diána Bósa May 2018
Once more
Came to see the light of the night
then just to
melt in the shadow of the dayshine.
The summer moves on
and so do you
leaving behind nothing
but the event horizon.
No light can escape from here
remaining captured,
like a caged skylark,
being lingering frozen
like the vacuity of space;

incarcerated by the radiation of dying stars
out of the lightning source of my true glare.

— The End —