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02/08/15

Pain,
I love it oddly enough.
Its a source of inspiration,
less thoughts of desperation.
The feeling of emptiness,
from this I thrive.
No one will know,
that I'm not alive though.
Its my little secret,
that I've already died inside.

05/08/15

Hatred: Protects us from hurt.
Happiness: Blinds us from the inevitable.
Sadness: Shows we are human.
Jealousy: Shows we care.

Love: Destroys us from the inside out.

21/09/15

I guess you could say,
my emotions have died.
You cut me deep,
like a dagger or knife.
My soul ripped away,
trashed, a waste of a life.
You made me this way,
now unattached,
I like it that way.

30/09/15

Like a book with an odd cover.
Something no one thinks to give a chance.
They only assume by the way it looks,
that it doesn't deserve a chance.
If they just opened the book they'd realize,
that the pages inside,
are empty,
empty inside.
But no, assumptions will be made,
and to thus,
my emotions sit,
and collect dust.

09/10/15

LOVE
Can't live with it.
Would rather live without it.

13/10/15

I see my reflection,
the person within.
The tortured soul
that has lost its
voice.
I scream
in hopes
that something might
come out
but nothing does.
I am lost,
forever unloved,
forever untouched.

27/11/15

My life is empty
I feel what I can't feel
trapped in my mind
wishing to be saved by another
Life matched with death
somewhere in between
life feels pointless
so does death
feeling this pain that
doesn't exist
I am here
I am gone
I am
trapped.

My eyes become watery as I notice the date atop the next poem. It's the date we met. I remember because I stared at the digital clock in that detention room way too long that displayed the same numbers that are now scrawled at the top of this page.

30/11/15

Hello.
I'm toxic.
you probably don't want to know me
I hurt everyone I love.

Hello.
I can't let people in.
I'm scared of people knowing me.
So I hide away.

Hello.
What is this feeling?
A little less empty.
You ignore me.

Hello.
We meet again.
There's that feeling again.
So I hide away.

31/11/15

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