Poems from matter165
I grew tired of sleepless nights-
Contemplating life while simultaneously
Managing to not participate in it.
Memories become movies
I...
I had meant to go to bed
but somehow fell into the sea.
The waves cradled my in
and rocked me gently to sleep.
Do you think one can feel too much?
Or just feel in the wrong way?
My insides don't match up with my outsides.
Do anyone's insides and...
Well here I am again
left broken and confused.
They hurt me
and I feel used.
I used to be strong
till they broke me apart.
I used to...
It's really a funny thing,
people assume
those who are the sadest:
never smile
always wear black
and stay away from everyone.
But the...