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Finally . . .
I sit in the midst of silence . . .
and silence resides in the midst
of me

I strain to hear
the nothingness . . .
and it comes over
so clear

All promises lay asleep
in their coffins . . .
covered in stone and time

This empty blackness
comes complete . . . stealing whatever sanity there is left in me

Here in my equilibrium there
are no days or weeks . . . just the certainly that no one speaks

Come hungry darkness . . .never to be satisfied . . . for you swallow eternity
still there is nothing inside

The indifference of silence
bends over to kiss me . . .
cold blackened lips whispering
"There is no certainty."
Mazen Edlibi Oct 2016
If I can take the pain and talk to him!
If I can look into his eyes and tell him, how difficult to have him deep inside!
If I can touch his Coldness, and tell him how he is indifferent!
                        I wish I can give him back the piece he is leaving in me!
                        I  wish if he can Listen!
                                 I still wish I can!
You may think
''Maybe I should do something''
You still don't do it
You may think
''It's not fair''
You still don't help
You may think
''Poor person''
You still don't say hello
You may think many things,
but it doesn't matter,
if you never act.

One of the problems in the world today,
is indifference,
It's like we make small problems of luxury into worldproblems,
just to forget about the real big ones that are right in front of us,
it's too painful to think about.
Closing our eyes to the real problems doesn't make them go away,
doesn't make them any less real
and doesn't make them any less fatal for those they affect.

Care.
Take action.
It matters.
It makes a difference.
Yumi Jun 2016
For how much longer will I go through significant moments of my life feeling indifferent
L Apr 2016
I believe I have forgotten how to cry
The pressure builds in my chest
But nothing comes out
I can feel the frustrations going
As quickly as they came
The indifference sinks in
And I wish I could go back to the time
Where I was okay

But the more and more I think about it
I don't know if that time ever existed

I have always felt left out of everything
I have never been in the loop
I have never felt like I belonged within all the groups

I wish I could drop it all
And leave without a trace

I don't want these toxic feelings
I don’t want the toxic waste

I wish I was back in humboldt
Where I could go days without trouble
Everything was so much easier
But everything was not much better

Why cant I be happy?
Cait Mae Feb 2016
my world is full of raindrops
my mind gently shakes with quiet thunders
my eyes are heavy clouds awaiting the downpour

it rains a lot here

then you come along carrying the sunshine
illuminating the darkest parts of myself no one has ever seen
i used to fear your rays
but lately i have become accustomed to them
i have broken the silence of complacency
and my heart roars with indifference

i think my problem is that
I love dancing in the rain too much
to ever accept the sunshine
m i a Feb 2016
Dear me,

why is it that i worry daily about America,

and my mind is always stuck in a classical era,

why is it that i want to become a lawyer,

or a warrior for people's rights for anyone's rights,

why is there this powerful light

shining in me, telling me to be something not many people expect me to be,

i don't get it you see?

why can't i just be obsessed with one direction,

instead of listening deeply to long lectures,

that i actually enoy,

why can't i just focus on liking a boy,

even though i know he'll treat me like a toy,

why can't i just be a normal girl, who wears make up and twirls her hair twenty four seven,

why can't i just be a normal teenager who lives, breathes, and dreams about her crush named kevin?

but no, i'm a fourteen year old girl

who enjoys fighting for others rights,

who enjoys writing poetry,

who enjoys listening to classical music,

who enjoys speaking her mind,

and being kind.

i don't know if i'm just blind or something,

but why am i like this?

it's like i've been kissed

by indifference,

which really wasn't my intention.

oh but did i forget to mention

that i am happy about the way i am,

i just wish people would accept me for me,

you see, wishes dont always come true

but as long as you believe in you, everything will be okay,

and people will learn to accept me one day,

just know that you are in amazing human being,

who will eventually find her meaning,

you're fudging amazing, and beautiful, and smart, and filled with so much art.

and its okay if not everyone sees you that way,

but they will one day,

you just wait and see okay?

with love, ameia.
a letter to myself.

((no offense to anyone by the way))
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