Alive but Dead
Scratching
No scratchs
Screaming
No sound
Bleeding
no blood
Crying
No tears
I am alive
But dead
Sad poems
Sad poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.
Chosen
I chose you
You chose me
We chose each-other..
Look at all our memories
Now tell me how is it
That you can give up so easily
Its clear
Talking but no one listens
Screaming but no one hears
Enveloped in all of my fears
Im sitting here taking all of it in
And its become crystal clear
To make everyone happy
I must first disappear
Casey's Gas Station
There was someone walking
Turning the corner of the gas station aisle
Blond hair that reached their shoulders
Paper bones, smudged rings around their eyes
They appeared old
It wasn't the creases in their skin
Their mouth was curved down
They looked bereaved
Worn down
Exhausted
I smiled and nodded at them
They didn't smile back
They probably never saw me
Their gaze fixated on nothing
They walked past me
And I walked past too
Free
The only thing I hope is that if I die today
I'm good with my folk
and their memory of me doesn't fade away
and though I got dreams & goals of reaching a higher plane,
The world seems so cold, like it will never change
Everyone's too concerned with currency, and too
emotionally detached from the current
See, if we're not engulfed in social networks,
we're punching time clocks at work, not realizing
There's no rise in our networth
We're working to sustain but not enjoying life on Earth
Crazy, how I help make them a mil & they don't pay me
So I'm scraping for a meal, knowing that it may break me
That's that shit that weighs heavy on the daily,
and each time I break bread for bills to be paid
00.10
Stars , art , and coffe
Fights , heart , and eyes
Those are the words i shared about you.
Would you send it my home when am not there .
Would you break the news to save my air.
I knew it . you were never there.
Ex-stalker
My head is crowded with suspicious untrue tales
And I am having trouble finding all the lies,
The abysmally great day when you heard my cries,
The wondrous moment you first gave me loving eyes.
Did we ever really exchange honeyed whispers?
Did I take you out at night to go see the stars?
I'm so ridiculous I should go behind bars,
Did I ever think you'd accept people from Mars?
I look into the past to see many years lost
As I drowned myself in satisfying daydream,
Did I allow myself to be seized by the stream,
And is my self-fed lie just bursting at a seam?
I was so insanely in love, or so I thought,
All I ever did was obsessively observe,
Hoping that one day, a real love story would hatch,
XVI - Blurred
Shades are getting longer
they disappear at night,
just to be enclosed
underneath a street lamp.
I see myself scattering away
fading at the light of the sunset.
a clew of emotions in my soul,
my essence is screaming.
I see blurred,
taking pictures while running
so I can relate,
so i can feel warm again.
I crave a balanced room
where I can watch all clear,
let myself stop and start to live,
bent over to collect my scales.
* * *
strand of hair no.3
ONE DAY WE MAKE THE MOST OF EVERY SECOND TOGETHER
THEN THE NEXT, WE DON’T EVEN LOOK AT EACHOTHER
YOU ASK TO HANG OUT ONCE
THEN DON’T ASK ON ANOTHER
WE KEEP IN TOUCH ONE DAY
AND THE NEXT, WE HAVE NOTHING TO SAY
IT’S INCONSISTENT
I WANT IT PERSISTENT
ONE DAY WE HEAL
THE NEXT, WE DEAL
BULLETS ARE SHOT THROUGH US
BUT THEN WE THINK OF US
WE UNINTENTIONALLY GROW ARMS OUT
AND SHOOT EACH OTHER IN BROAD LIGHT
THEN MAKE IT RIGHT
* * *
strand of hair no.2
Whenever we’re together,
You grow another arm without even realizing it
And shoot me
Your vicious words go right through me like bullets
And it hurts
While you don’t even realize it
Neither do I
* * *
like a cookie in tea
our friendship falls apart
like a cookie dipped in tea
the cookie soon turns crumbles down in the tea
then someone dumps it out
a sweet treat to begin with
ends up in the garbage
like a cookie dipped in tea
our relationship is crumbling down
as it’s being drowned in
a nasty cup of
misunderstanding,
avoiding one another,
vague,
tea
i hate you
* * *
why does the end have to come as soon as we start
Why you gotta come in my life
Why you gotta unintentionally flip everything upside down
Why you gotta heal me so quickly
Why you gotta let me see the wonders of the world
Why you gotta mess up everything in my life
Why you gotta add so many colors into my life
Why you gotta make me so confused
Why you gotta be a friend
Why you gotta be a good friend
Why you gotta be a best friend
Why you gotta be a likeable person
Why you gotta be a crush
Why you gotta be so much better than the last special person
I thought he was a 10
Seeing you, I now realize he’s just a 1
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