#3 Surprise
Maybe they don't even realise who you are, let alone care, but does that even surprise you anymore?
No...
Sad poems
Sad poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.
#19 Jigsaw pieces
I'm losing myself in pieces and you can only stare as you wedge my jigsaw heart into the wounds you helped create.
im urs
little do you know
i am entirely yours.
no matter how many times
you hurt me.
no matter how many times
you lie to me.
i am 100%
entirely yours
and that's what's most
painful.
i just keep coming back
#14 Her name
It hurts when you hear her name as it rolls sweetly off his tongue and how you wish her name would sleep soundly on your lips than on his every night...
to wish for more
she longs to be seen
to be heard
to be felt
to be loved
to be hoped for and cherished
in this world where too many have shed her raw
where too many have shut her out
where she has been bled dry.
overworked
the tired wrinkles around his eyes; pronounced against the paleness of his skin; gnarled hands incapable of holding hers again - his shoulders no longer look like it can hold mountains - battered broken yet still standing; and she wonders how time can leave someone so relentlessly disfigured; heart and soul
and
she wishes
things were different.
Dead Leaf
Why I can't give up on you?
I'm holding onto memories
Am I being greedy?
I try to repeat the last season
I try to
I want you
who makes eye contact with me
I want you
who wants me again
like the dead leaves
that have fallen
and are flying away
my love collapes weakly
If our hands touch
It feels like it's going to crumble
I can see our relationship starting to wither
numb
Guilt
There's guilt inside my heart
Numbness
I feel nothing as to whatever happened
Lethal
That same old verse is repeating itself
Doing the mundane activities
Eyes wide awake
Wake up like never got enough sleep
Put the blanket over my head
Trying hard to sleep again and again
Hibernate
What dates today
What time is it right now
How many days I've spent
Only to feel nothing
I am Still Here
the sun does rise tomorrow
and the world sings with alarm clocks
and morning news and cities burst to life
and i am still here.
even when i haven't wanted to be.
still locking up in my own room
not having the capability to differ the hour, days, and dates
everytime the sun came up
would always be a morning
everytime the sun goes down
would always be a night
barely cared about looking at the calendar to tell the date
monday or sunday didn't make any difference whatsoever
retreated to this solitary state that i am in
put aside my cell away
let the battery died
Get Back
sometimes i almost forgot how to smile
but i'm fine
i'm totally okay with it
i don't need to smile to stupid things
i don't need to force a smile
or a laugh
i'm already fine with the color grey and black in my life for too long
i know its gonna be fine
* * *
it kills me
it makes me sick
I'm drown inside my thoughts
I don't feel like me
the darkness consumes me
I keep telling myself,
"you're okay
you'll get through this
things will get better"
when I know
deep down
I'm
Broken
* * *
You loved the ocean
The way it moved
The way it smelled
The way it sang
I lay on the cool sand now in the dark listening to it sing
The waves are the melody, the birds are the chorus, and the wind is the harmony
Remember on sad nights you sang us to sleep
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