'sadness'
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It was 5 am and
Blue slits of light fell into the room
while i stared up at the moon.
I took deep breaths and was overwhelmed by
happiness but i began to cry because i felt so
I miss the mystery that you once were
When there was so much still left to uncover
I miss first realising the bond we had
A connection unlike any other
I wake up to another day,
A smile on my face, the pain locked deep inside,
Where I know that it is safe,
I see everyone around me,
They all look so happy,
I'm trapped inside my head,
A child sleeps in peace tonight, snuggled warmly under layers of blue blankets, smiling serenely as dreams flutter gracefully across his angelic face.
There's a saying around, saying ignorance is bliss,
I didn't know he would hurt me, so ignorance has a twist;
A twisted plot to come and kill me and to leave me with a kiss,
My dreams are dark,
My moods are depressing.
I feel so distressed amidst all of this,
I feel haunted when I lay to bed,
I feel disturbed when I'm wide awake,
No peace for me on both ends,
Street lamps
and the last train speeding through
ringing its arupt and startling bell
"clear the way" it says to an empty road
The night is dead
there is a storm brewing,
slowly like herbal tea,
deep inside my ribcage.
the kiss of rain dominates my body,
filling lungs with oceans
of searing saltwater tears.
Have you ever been scared?
Felt like the blood in your body just stopped moving,
Stopped circulating, make you believe you’re dead
Like if you tried to step forward your leg would break on impact.
So when you're finished with me,
Will I be disposed like an old wash towel?
Torn, worn, and rough on the corners.
Loose threading and loose ends.
Am I no longer worthy to clean up your mess?
Hi
I see your confusion and
Your delusions
Your tears, falling, falling
Without reason
I see your smile, overwhelming your face
Don't hide, find me, let's embrace
You write the words
Poetry, poetry, poetry.
You are far different from a tale.
You are the only thing stopping me from telling this world "Farewell".
Although I typically talk to very few,
you my friend, have made me anew.
Dear Cancer,
You’ve made me grieve
You still make me cry
I’ve shed tears into my pillow at night till’ my eyes were puffy and burnt out
I am but a puppet on strings.
I wonder if I was but the mistake or the gift.
I see my mother’s long-lost hopes and dreams.
I hear her cries of madness and pain.
I want to give back all that she deserves,
I'd say I've missed you, but that's a lie.
But that doesn't matter, cause you'll always be with me.
I haven't thought about you in a while now.
Dear my 7 year old self,
I’m sorry that no one came to your rescue when you needed it most,
That no one could better prepare you for polite church parties and family gatherings
Dear George...
Today I had to listen to the words.
"I'm sorry but we can't prove it beyond reasonable doubt."
Dear Grandpa,
I remember your voice
Comforting and clear
The last phone call
Sing for Me I hear
Step one: High five
Step two: Lock the thumbs
Step three: Slide hands so they're facing each other
Step four: Make a two fingered gun
Step five: Bang
Excitement!
Pure, genuine, no other word for it-
Excitement,
Powerful and all-consuming joy.
When eyes were wondrously wide and smiles idly innocent,
Just thinking about it brought delightful ideas,
At first, I thought I was a simple person that lived a simple life
School hasn't been it's usual as weeks go by
It's different, I was different
My artistic skills have been lacking, because of fear
Stress
Sometimes it’s like rain.
It collects in the sky, with dark clouds gathering,
Looming above you.
You notice it, acknowledge it
And feel it when it comes,
Outrunnable,
inescapable,
indestructible,
always listening, waiting,
maybe even hoping,
for a reason to be sad.
The lump in my throat,
it won't go away,
it's in me,
Feel the cold against your skin,
The want of something warm to burrow in,
Today wasn’t a good day, was it?
I know you want to hide,
I miss you.
I never wanted to admit that,
But I really miss you.
You never told me the password for the PS4
And your Sly Cooper icon is
Iconic.
Heh, get it?
I’m alone,
In the dark, In the silence, In the void
Just me, old memories
Bad memories of moments of
Humiliation, weakness, cowardice, meekness
Moments of regret to regret
Moments to forget but I can’t
The things I fear aren’t always as tangible as death
or the loss of the ones I love.
Sometimes I fear loneliness and simplicity
Things staying
still.
From the words I devour
