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Nothing in my life quite compares to that feeling.
That sinking feeling inside myself.

This feeling exists because it is a vacuum...
Something from deep inside myself was removed and all thats left
Is this gaping hole ******* me into darkness.
Never was I okay with hurting you
or upsetting you
Cept now I crushed the dream you held onto dearest

Now I cant breathe
I cant think
I cant feel anything else
I feel dead inside truly and cannot bring myself to do any right
I dont even have any tags or words left...
When a heart shatters to pieces
It takes someone of a similar break
That can simply pick up all the shards
and put all them back together.
Whether the pieces are right or wrong
Both have a fixed heart that will beat
and forever be intertwined.
Sometimes the pieces don't matter, it's as long as the heart can beat again. Those people are ones you can not simply forget.
Poetry isn't about the words,
Or the emotions,
Or sounding beautiful,
Or looking smart,
Or knowing big words
Like ephemeral.
It isn't about alliteration
Or similes and metaphors.
Poetry is about what it doesn't say.
The silence between the words,
That's what matters.
I hate the person in which I've become,
Holding resentment for all that I've done.
Facing my demons rather than to turn and run,
Heart beats in a rhythm, to you are the drum.

I understand that you must hate me, HA! I know you must,
This is obvious because. I. Hate. Me, so why wouldn't you?
Aren't all those things you've said to be nothing but true?
That no matter what, there's no way I can earn back your trust.

I would scream, I would punch and I would pray it do good,
Cause right now, what even is the use in being me?
Lost in the darkness I held at bay restricting my ability to see.
If things turned sour now, It'd be I who understood.

I'm done being me and all that I've become
No longer* do I wish to remain as I am
Any effort to strip myself of this inner self, shall do me good
I know ive lost you in my life, im just sure of it...
This be the case...im sure the world will lose something in its life

What even would be the point?
A life without you just isn't worth living
Ive thrown myself in the trash...
Im just waiting for you to do the same so I can accept the miserable fact this is who I am
I still remember
The day we've met
On the first day of summer

I still remember
How your eyes shimmer
Whenever yours met mine

I still remember
The feelings I've felt
When we started talking

I still remember
The moment when I am walking alone
And you walked with me and everything feels so right

I still remember
The warmth of your love
That makes me sweat whenever you're around

I still remember
How I cried
On the last night of summer

I still remember
The day we'd met again
How you smiled at me while holding her hand

I still remember
The joy I've felt when I first saw you
And the pain I've felt when I last saw you

I still remember
Every details of it

I still remember...
I still...
**And I wish I'd forget
For my summer love. It hurts me thinking how our love story ends like how summer has ended.
 Jun 2015 Beth Decisions
Magaly S
Three days ago...
Everything was perfect. I wouldn't have asked for more or less than what I had.

Because I had you.

Now...
Everything is wrecked. Feelings of emptiness and loneliness have consumed what was once present.

Now...
I cannot sleep because I see you in my dreams. I cannot stand being awake because I think about you.

Now...
I think about what we had and I gag at the idea of us making love. Because I gave you all I had and I know you gave me nothing.

Now...
I wish I still had you but, I don't.  And I miss you terribly. And frankly it *****.
Let me go to fade away
Just like I did in your mind today

Let me go to release the pain
So happiness we can obtain

Let me go to so I can understand
Why I was unable to be your man

Let me go so we can be free
Though I always think of you and me

Let me go...
So I can walk back around
To let you know...

*"I love you Darling, take my other hand"
Sometimes through the thick and thin, all you need is a second chance to truly be you in a relationship.
A poem a day...
...keeps the darkness at bay
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