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She felt like feeling nothing
cold like a touch of winter
empty like the wine bottles
that took up space in her room

A summer of mistakes
led her here
a bed filled with loneliness
and a heart tired of breaking

She felt like feeling nothing
She grew tired missing you
Thoughts are eating me alive
I feel sharp bites as they gnaw
Bleeding out pints of sense and reason
From conclusions I draw

I am glad to drift to sleep every night
Even with precious time flying by
Happy to experience any relief
No problems behind closed eyes

Conversations filling free dreams floating within
Attempting to be understood
Have no interest in indulging opinions
Hanging silent in my head, engraved in 'would'

In efforts to turn around my thinking
I stuff my mind with different distractions
Put hands to use with various tasks
Only substances bring satisfaction

I need to unearth the causes
Responsible for lack of peace
Little by little learn to be happy
Sorrows burning my brain will cease
Thoughts can cause more damage than anything else
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
Karliah
No Time
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
Karliah
I don't have time for negative vibes,
Drugs, theft, or wine,

My quest log is already too full.
Stay in school
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
Ammar
Dead
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
Ammar
You said it's forever,
But forever was just a year.
Heh.
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
lindy
j.h
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
lindy
j.h
my first crush committed suicide.
i remember the hurt at a young age
from chasing him around his living room
begging him for a kiss.
from my young age i knew i wanted him
in my life forever.
through his weaves and gagging
running around the furniture and up the stairs,
losing him sounded foreign then
and having lost him now, still feels the same.
our fathers drank and our mothers giggled
born three months apart
our future planned together
both saying "i do"
uniting us all together.
life flew on by
us both fighting with ourselves
and downing the bottles underneath the bed
loaded and silenced
family portraits painted in red
long life memories all put to rest.
only one made it out alive
but it's hard to breathe
out of us how was it me
and you in a little box
where a diamond ring should be.
my mind keeps wondering
when will i stop chasing you
then my heart replays
every time you turned a corner
you looked over your shoulder
and how you smiled at me.
i miss you
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
Natalie
You
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
Natalie
You
I hate you
But these kisses
They tell a different story
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
Bryce
Anger
 Dec 2018 MissingKid
Bryce
You are a stone tablet
You are a cold, washed thing
You have fear in your eyes
And the light that shines from you is cold, alone, all over

I cannot connect the things that will not be
I cannot communicate fake things
I will take communion from flowers, asking you to be the petals

We are forgetting the nature of love,
Fogetting that it is mistakes and pain that makes happiness at the end of it
That joy and suffering are karmic and designed
Do not give up on these things

When I can reach no longer for you my heart will pang
The sadness of giving up on a soul that doesn't deserve it
A wanting to give God's incarnations the love he gave me
She will not take it

I do not want these feelings to be the only thing I know, but the fear I feel with you is making it difficult

Please don't play me, I have walked a thousand lifetimes of it and I don't need any more.
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