11 Sep, 2018 12:24 PM
the past...the memories..all gone
with the blink of her eyes..i can see nothing but darkness...
darkness..it's all there..
why..how could it be..
everything that has been built..
framed with laughter and tears..
they.. all disappeared..
too hard...too hard to bear..
so many days..years that's been together..
warmth on my arms..
now...just an innocent love whose trying to put things together..
Tags: My Amnesia Girl
, Lost Love
, Strangers Again
, AmnesiaVotes: 0
06 Aug, 2015 05:05 AM
I drop anchors
To keep me from being
Swept out into
The Lonely Sea
But all my chains break
And the tide pulls my craft
The storm clouds roll in
All these things
That held me in place
, Giving UpVotes: 1
03 Jun, 2015 11:46 PM
If one day your smile disappeared
I'll make sure that I'll still make you smile.
If one day your tears appeared
I'll make sure that I'll kiss them away.
If one day you saw me crying
I'll make sure that I'll hide it from you.
If one day you saw me smiling
I'll make sure that you know its because of you.
Tags: Love Poem
, True LoveVotes: 0
27 Sep, 2014 12:33 AM
Sadness is when everyone around you form
circles and clicks
laugh and smile
Talk about good times that you can't seem to remember
Back in the month of December
It's when you notice that no one notices you
There are groups all around but you're apart from all of them
It's just you
You can't even feel yourself
, EmptinessVotes: 13
08 Nov, 2014 07:38 AM
I know that it's bound to happen
That when the news is eventually brought to their attention
They'll take a second glance at who they WERE, who they COULD have been
It'll be an awakening moment of what they SHOULD have done
But they never would
Not without what had already happened
It's just the fact of life that we all have to live with
Or is it?
Why isn't empathy more empathized?
, Best Friend
, ConfusionVotes: 10
27 Oct, 2014 03:23 AM
Is it so hard to decipher the poorly encrypted code placed on my face?
"I'm tired" "I'm just tired" "I'm fine, I'm just fucking tired"
Is this so believable that you're left with nothing to inquire?
Or is there something less forming, some lack of desire?
The thoughts in my head are swarming, that no one is caring.
I always get left behind, there's just me being lonely and alone.
"It's OK, I'm really fine. It's just hard to sleep when I'm at home."
Just a second glance, it's all that I ask.
I'm at the brink of tears, I need some help before my skin tears.
, DepressionVotes: 35
03 Oct, 2014 05:56 AM
She smells like the sands of time
And is funny without ever being mean
I know that she's a dime
But I can't stop this feeling
I got my bottle of Jack
Then there's a sudden bleeding
In this abrasive room of black
I create a certain kind of seeing
Maybe I should care
, Letting Go
, DarknessVotes: 4
09 Nov, 2013 07:46 PM
Standing there, as the wind gently whips the hair
Across your damp with tears face, and smudged with black
yet delicately looking eyes, full of sorrow as air
Slowly whispers secrets of the world forward then back
The broken heart, can be heard in the deafening shout,
Of the breeze. Autumn leaves can puncture your ever ending memories wrapped in doubt,
As you picture the trees and the scene where he ran.
The loss reveals what lay deep inside your mind,
Those fractured flashbacks have yet something to show, As you hide them for someone else to find,
In your already crippled mind, you see the bloody snow
, TrustVotes: 1
10 Aug, 2013 08:31 PM
now im here because of you
with tears and scars
most of all the pain
watch me as I drown in deep sorrow
i try to reach my goal
"you can never make it" you say
well one is to make you happy what i do turns out wrong
why cant you see this for once?
your right by the way
im a failure
, Sad Poems
, Giving Up
, ForgottenVotes: 0
01 Jun, 2013 12:47 PM
I wonder if it'd be nice to drown?
To feel the burning lack of air inside your throat?
To see yourself as you're slowly flowing down,
Deep to the bottom, you gently, gently float;
I wonder if it'd be nice to jump?
Jump of a building, the wind whipping your hair?
You'd end up looking at the sky, your body slumped,
And still feel the gentle touch of air;
I wonder if it'd be nice to overdose on pills?
Wouldn't it be great to finally leave this place?
, HurtVotes: 13