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Izan Almira Apr 3
Feelingless eyes flicker through the streets.
They see cars moving around.
Their owners blend with the vehicles
until society becomes nothing but a uniform machine.

A uniform, lonely, horrible machine.
Everything
         becomes
    gray.
This one is based off a memory, I really like it tbh :)
Sanama Apr 2
I walk with the glow of a stella, unmoved by time’s passing hand. The years fly, yet the days crawl— like the last drop clinging to the highest cloud, waiting to fall. I wish my tears could be time itself, so maybe I’d live a little longer. Maybe I’d stream to empty myself, like a bucket of tears thrown to the ground— brief, swift, a life undone.
Days can feel like they pass slow but when you notice the years are flying before you know. Enjoy life and the time that it's giving you. Even if you want life to happen faster.
Jay Mar 23
This bed was made for two, yet it still feels empty without you. The sheets twist and tangle, much like the echoes of our laughter that once filled this space. These pillows, once cradling our heads, now hold only the ghosts of whispered secrets. Your warmth fades too quickly, replaced by a cold that lingers in silence and longing. Moonlight spills through the blinds, tracing the spot where your touch once rested. I find you in my dreams, but like the tide pulling away from the shore, our love slips beyond my grasp. This bed, meant for two, stretches wide and hollow, like a map of the moments we once traced upon it together. And no matter how deep I sink into the mattress, it will never feel full without your embrace.
Jhamarie Mar 19
Like stars they burn and burn away
Leave me in cold empty day
This path I chose feels like a winding snare
Has led me only to despair.
Maryann I Mar 14
Today, I’ve felt
a new sort of empty—
not the kind I’ve known before,
but something softer,
quieter,
hollow in a different way.

I have the world
just minutes from my reach,
and still—
he hasn’t filled this void.

As I write,
the phone begins to melt into my hands—
left side lifting,
right side falling,
then reversing—
a quiet seesaw of glass and ache.

My dim screen flickers,
and the world fades at the edges.
Tiny black dots bloom
in my peripheral vision—
not enough to blind me,
just enough to remind me
I’m slipping.

I ate a small chocolate granola bar today—
just that.
I was hungry,
but the hunger vanished beneath tears—
tears over him
not understanding
what he’s done wrong—
again.

A million times—
maybe less,
but it feels like that now.

And maybe it’s stupid.
But I feel ignored—
again.

I tried to explain.
I always try.
But he always forgets.

I tell myself: don’t care.
But I do.
God, I do.

It wasn’t even a big deal—
but somewhere in the silence,
my self-confidence slipped away.

I deleted every photo of myself.
All of them.
Gone.
I don’t even know why—
just that this sadness
poured in like floodwater,
crashing through the walls I’d built
to keep it out.

I’ve been sleeping all day,
avoiding his name,
my family’s voices.
I keep drifting,
even as I write.

I don’t want to do anything anymore.
And I don’t know
what’s wrong with me.
3/14/25
Jeev Mar 9
Where should I search life
It a not there in the sweetest memories or bitter truth or in the jaws of lies
Where can I find it when it is nowhere to be found outside
But when I looked into myself
A bimmering light which was suppressed with my own makings
I saw it wanting to be free to enjoy every moment
Wanting to grow and to help others
I saw it never for itself but waiting for me to take its path
I saw it fight all the worlds and my own selfishness
I saw it inside the depths of my soul
A light which never can be dimmer more a light which never can be lived more
A light which never can be happy more
Maybe that's what I was looking for
My own life within me
In an empty world there I stood longing for life with in me
Kalliope Mar 14
First I made tea, it's just what I need
And I drank it real slow, felt it's warmth soothe my throat,
I went back to bed, no messages to be read
For a moment I just lay there

So I washed my hair, perfect time for self care,
A full everything shower, took barely over an hour,
For a moment I just stared at the mirror

Well I turned on my console, pretend I'm in a different role,
I played the Sims, fulfilled her every whim
For a moment I just watched the game go

It's time for dinner, I'm wishing I was thinner,
I decide not to eat, not very hungry since we don't speak,
And for the rest of the night I'll lay here
Lonely isn't a stranger
And I was comfy with her once
But when someone fills your days, hours, minutes?
Being alone is excruciatingly silent
yndn Mar 8
Maybe we’re trying too hard  
to mend what was never meant to be whole,  
forcing ourselves to fix it anyway.  
But am I truly ready to walk away,  
or was the timing never ours to begin with—  
or are we just too torn apart to feel this empty?  

We used to speak with love,  
now every word feels like a war,  
shouted, sharpened, meant to wound.  

Maybe it’s because I changed,  
or was it that I simply fell out of love with you?
In the dark I find myself empty,
Devoid of thought.

Devoid of feeling,
Reaching for something,
Grasping for anything.

Devoid of peace,
Hoping this feeling will pass on from me.
Night
Grey Mar 10
I'm I crazy
I'm no longer in sync,
With my thoughts
Neither with my words
My emotions are of no consequence either

I'm I crazy
I smirk instead of cry
I chuckle at tragedy
I shrug at despair
I turn at disappointment

I'm I crazy
Can't remember how to truly smile
Oh this is rich coming from a soul
whose laughter was contagious
Whose smile was worth the hassle
Yet I wasn't spared

I'm I crazy
That I can only discern
Hunger and thirst
Save anger
The rest are a blurr

Yes I'm crazy
But I'm also a shell
Whose smile wasn't worth fighting for
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