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Dec 2017 · 442
monotone
Wilt Dec 2017
the world is blank
my thoughts so empty
like the coffee i drank
so bitter, dark, unflavourful

unable to think
no spark of inspiration, no spark of creativity
everything-
all gone in a blink

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our efforts wasted
your very life ending
but me, I am like a tree been blasted
living- but barely, like a wilted sapling

what is the purpose in the world
society full of two dimensional people
the infinite paths that once unfurled
where did they lead to? only death

save me from this world of insanity
this world of pain, dread, and despair

alone in this endless night,
suffering, striving, one last step
no, my thoughts ebbing as i write
unable to continue, one more line

save me from this eternal dream
a dream of endless possibility  
but without you, its only a nightmare

where did you go? where are you now?












save me
Dec 2017 · 463
Fine
Wilt Dec 2017
i was fine with myself
a half empty bin
i was fine with loneliness
my comfort came from within.
i was fine with life
turbulent yet steadfast.
but then you changed it all

— The End —