cri de coeur

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cri de coeur

december23twenty17

lacking. the colors lining the world are no longer colors, for I see all in black and white. feeling like an earthquake, but quiet and rumbling sadness.

and it will be always that I lay my depths down to you, that I sacrifice all for you. it is as true as the stars in the sky, living past death and defying the dark.

there are holes in my soul that won't ever be filled - at least, not any time soon. I lay in wait, in pain, suffering, because I cannot handle anything but that.

I'm a mess of greyscale shades galore, out the holes inside me rain will pour. I'm a shell filling up, it'll never be enough, oh dear, oh dear..

find me in the dark before I slip up.

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