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Weary and wanting from the ache inside
No emotion at any depth I try to hide
A hollow pit waiting for something to burn
You can fill up the spaces but there’s always a way out
Down through the tunnel and out to be more
Th urge once again rises and the search continues
No absolute but a constant hope to be fulfilled
Something sufficient
Providing contentment
Would the pursuit transform into another
I beg for a new world
Or perhaps a new heart
No matter how hard I try
Trying is the opposite of actuality
A veil over reality by our thoughts and layers of excuses to manifest
In the end there is nothing and in the beginning there was nothing
The gap that leads into infinity
An understanding of a black hole empathically
Maybe it really does hold a universe
How natural is it to be empty and yet create boundaries of space and time
We perceive the outside but in essence is it truly empty
Or is it a hole even?
Perhaps we perceive a sphere but in higher dimensions we’d see it as what we understand to be a tunnel
Where would it take us
I think it will only take us to another land where we translate the hunger into a new form
The multiverse is just another reason to keep searching after we’ve only found half the answers in this one
It seems we never even finish what we start
Because we fear the end
We’ve made it fatal in our minds
When our soul knows nothing may be permanent here
There is a universe that came before all of this
where we truly exist
And know this is a game that we’ve played for eons
To entertain ourselves
To evolve as the divine always has
Transcending labels because it moves regardless of our insignificant judgements
Will the static stagnation into a dynamic situation
Simultaneous reaction
Awake while in a dream
Looking for an opening and the maze will always grow
Let it go
*practicepreach*
Emma Jan 2019
I know you.
Sometimes you say things, expecting that I won’t understand, and I think it’s strange because
I know you.
That’s what this is. I know you,
And I want you,
And I care about you
Anyway.
I want no one else.
You might not know me,
The stanchions you use to prop yourself up eating all that I have fed you,
In the darkness,
In the night,
But I know you.
And I want you anyway.
OV Jan 2019
From a distance
I can feel your warmth
And overwhelming amounts of love
From down the block
I can feel your child-like happiness
Radiating as you wait to open the door
From not too far now
I can feel our damaged connection
And the mistakes
That chewed them up

But the scars have healed
And what we have is strong
But this love is the kind we share
From a distance
sometimes just being friends is worth it instead of runing the risk of losing a close friend
Abby Jan 2019
I let the music float around me and fill my ears
I wish it could swallow me whole
Wouldn’t that be a pleasant way to go
I listen as the music, strung together, a combination of harmonys and melodys whisk me a way to a world where everything is right
To a world where no one fights
The music is all I want tonight
Kyla Duncan Dec 2018
This weight
on my chest
slipping into my core
and pooling there
eating away at everything else
and leaving only this hollowness
I am empty, I say
I am hollow and cold, I say
fill me, warm me, fix me
But you don’t need fixing, they say
You don’t need anyone but yourself, they say
I know I know I know
but
what do I do with this heavy hollow feeling?
it drags me down like an anchor into the dark depths
I want to laugh and dance and go wild
I want to breathe in life
and exhale everything else
I want to be held, to be touched – anything please
I want to talk to kiss to love – something please
I want meaning
passion
burning desire
but more than anything
I want calm, quiet, perfect happiness  
I want love
I want to be known
Faith Dec 2018
Hoping you will look at me
The way I look at you
Wishing you think of me
As much as I think of you
Praying you want me
As much as I want you
DemonCrimson Dec 2018
I wish things weren't different.  
I wish things stayed the same.
But life have ways of changing.  
None of them good in any way.

I know I'm broken,  not one piece but two.  
I hope you can glue them back, good as new.
If not then you can sew the pieces back that's fine too.  

Loving me is hard, fixing the broken pieces.
In the end its worth it, you won't be let down.
Don't you worry, I'll fix you too.
J.N
I can't stop thinking of you.
You're a trespasser in my mind and I don't want to send you away.
Your eyes are light, they are mine when the light shines upon them.
Your lips are experienced, it taught mine to treasure the time.
Your tongue is out of sync, but it still found a way to connect with mine.
Your eyes see me, but our souls don't want to align.
---I want to feel your lips again J.M
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