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Midge May 2019
J
i will
forever
cherish
the moments
I have
with you
even when
you’re
gone.

I wish
you
all the
happiness
you ever
longed for
with
the love
of your
life,

which
should be
me

but

times
have
changed.

I was there
and will
always
be here
for you,

after
four
agonizing
years
have passed

when
you
left me

for reasons
that have to do
with anything
but me.

the essence
of you
is still alive
in me.

I can
literally
feel the
pain
in my
throat,
especially
when I
see you.

I will
always
miss
you
for the
rest
of the air
I breathe.

our love,
it was
never
meant
to
be.

I hate
the fact
that I can
never be
with you,
it’s like we’re
Romeo and Juliet,
Joni and Jimmy,

May and December
you name it.

you saw
through me
and I
to you.

you shared
your sorrow
and I
shared mine.

my whole
existence
once
revolved
around you,

only to hope
for
nothing.

to J,
i still
really
truly
deeply
like you

because
I know
I can never
love you.
goodbye x
Ladonna Atherley May 2019
Emptiness,
Darkness,
No peace.
Silent,
Still.
Nothingness.
No light,
No sound,
No shape,
Nothing.
No fear;
No joy.
     Somehow;
             somewhere deep within,
There is a semblance of a feeling,
A feeling that
I Am.
Then movement,
shadows,
confusion;
Fear arrives.
More awareness
of emotions and feelings.
Lights,
colors,
sounds,
touching.
Shapes  come into focus.
I begin to come into focus…
To understand that
I am.
Who I am,
Where I am.
I am coherent now.
awakening from the coma that followed.
Derrek Estrella May 2019
So much pain
Outrun the brain
Situated under chandeliers
In the old, ailing cavern
Reverberating ghouls
Lick the well of my ear
And now I am frightened
By the notion of the sun

Twisted asunder
Incisive thoughts
Corrupted domain
I live under a sky blue dome
A construct of my headmasters
Where I roam
Restless in the gloam

The brain has weighed me down
To my knees
I cannot find my knees
Or my eyes
My crooked fleece cannot protect me
From the chartreuse breath of the past

Life does me no favours
Therefore
I will give it everything
Until I am hollow and adjusted
Senile and peculiar
Must the brain remain?
Must the brain remain?

My words are a disservice
To the motions of the planets
They cannot grace this life
How little it all may matter
Cameron Alix Apr 2019
what comes after
does not
belong
to
m
e
o
nly
what
happens
in the present
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