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Gea Venise Oct 2020
I did ask for it.
I wanted him to touch me.
I did ask
For the happiness
It might possibly bring.

But he touched me too hard.
It made me bleed.
Taofiq Isiaka Aug 2020
In the dark I dwell
I know I'm not feeling very well
Is this what it feels to be lonely?
I want this feeling gone forever

I tried to save myself
Eyes opened thou seemed closed
All I see is darkness like my eyes were never opened
This feeling nobody could ever understand

Light I needed
But it seem thou all this are conceded
I crawled to save myself
But I didn't really get anywhere because I never knew where I was

In the middle of nowhere I sat
Hope is all I've got left
I cried and shout but my voice I could not hear
Tears is all I felt

Just a glimpse of light I prayed for
But it was as thou I was preaching
Because no one was really listening
I need a healing from this feeling

I stretched to the sky I could not see
This darkness can be a thing of beauty
So I let my imagination see
A darkness that blinds my eye but never my mind
This feeling I could bend

Darkness, my new canvas
I stretch to the sky my mind could see
A glimpse of light from a star
In between my thumb and index finger, I looked with ones eyes closed
Like a tiny diamond it seemed

This picture I needed to share
But no one was really there
It was as thou everyone has raptured
The feeling is back again but now I've been captured
Once again, I'm all alone
Khyati Aug 2020
Have you ever choked, while crying?
Well, I have, everyone has........ maybe
But what if it isn't the tears
choking you down to death
What if its actually your soul
resisting anymore hurting
Or, what if its actually the fear
The fear of vulnerability
The fear of ending up helpless
Yeah! that's my and maybe everyone's mightiest fear
But what if it's certain
that we all have to go through the worst times
And what if it's certain too
that we'll get better, one day
But what if it's not
What if nothing is certain
And you may have to go through the worst
before that "better" actually comes.

What if everything is just an illusion
and you are the illusionist
Illusionist of your own fears and what ifs
.
Well just some intense writing up there...Think about it, as in, feel those words.
alupa Aug 2020
The worst about losing you wasn't the moment it was over,
It were all these nights I lay awake, scared you'd leave.
It were all these hugs and kisses in the awareness they could be the last ones.
It were all these tears I silently shed when I felt you falling out of love with me.
It were all these conversations that made me realize we have nothing to say anymore.
The worst about losing you was being right by your side, knowing there was nothing I could do to make you stay.
seer human Jul 2020
Behind the walls

The loneliness torments dim clouds, non stop heavy rains, and sufferings under deep oceans
Once a concealed masks flowered, bottom known as shallow captured shortness of smile
The blaze on spirited heart pressured itself, rope crawled on darkness, gripped and pants
A race among complexion turned into permanent scars was disputed into lingering trail

The soul kept on creeping out like dark secrets being confide
Billion of people drowning inside which wildly roared but helpless in coming tide
You, who veiled the whispers, endured battled fight under countless nights, yet tongue-tied
Streaming stories of variety faces was once upon a time, escaping into untold mysteries and hard to find
Gabriel Girault Jul 2020
Have you ever sat back and watched your whole world fall apart?
You spent hours,
Days,
Months,
Years,
putting it all together piece by piece,
brick by brick,
just to be helpless when it all comes down.
Watching it all crumble after all the hope and aspirations you built up for.
After seeing your future and carefully constructing exactly what you needed, just to see it disappear into the darkness you always feared.

You ever love someone with your whole heart and realized it wasn’t enough?
To live,
Love,
  Laugh,
so hard your worries become something of a distant nightmare.
You remember your depression as a figment of your imagination.
You loved so hard that they became your world.
Have you ever realized that you did all that you could do,
but it still ended unfortunately,
and all you want to do is reverse time and get them back?
But reversing time doesn’t erase your memories.
All the pain is still there.
Your world and love still left you.
Amanda Hawk Jul 2020
Bones ache exhaustion

Things pile up and I crack

Splinter knowing

There is no one there to catch me

I feel myself slipping

Piece by piece

And I would scream

I am drowning

If I thought someone was listening
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