"silver soul"

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i have nothing left

that feeling of searching for something out there
something that doesn't exist

is back

maybe it only appears when i hit rock bottom

maybe it's because i feel so alone
and empty
and used
and broken

i'm searching for solutions
for distractions

for fucking change

and i'm scared change won't fix things like it did before

i'm scared i won't be able to get back up
i'm scared i'm spiralling into this void again and nobody will be there to save me

i've lost everything

my will to live
my love for art and music
my best friend

she had that silver soul that nobody compared to

she was different

maybe it's because i miss her
or maybe because i was in love with her

i don't want to change

i don't want to move on without her

i don't want to be saved by anyone other than her

i want to hold her and talk to her and braid her hair,
i want to go on walks and sleep over and drink and laugh

i want to be with her

i fucked things up so bad
and i'm sure she wouldn't take me back

so now i have nothing left

and i'm searching for change.

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