Breathe In Your Life

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I listen to the music in the background,

But all I hear is you.

I miss you.

You seem to be the only inspiration I have left.

And it's leaving me feeling dry.

I wish I wasn't sober,

So I could use all the empty bottles to gather up my tears,

I'd send them to you with notes attached.

Little letters written on the lines.

Maybe it'd be better if I was blind,

Never to see the world and the harsh things inside.

But what really matters anymore?

My writings used to have meaning,

But now they're all empty.

I don't want to lose inspiration again,

Because without my writing I'd be just another face in the crowd.

Who is a person without a passion?

I'm just trying to find something to believe in,

It's almost as like I never believed at all.

Nothing seems right anymore,

Life just seems like a chore.

I've needed help,

But I've been too afraid to admit it.

I'm closer and closer each day to giving up,

But I must stay strong,

For the ones around me need to see someone who has it all together.

But maybe for once I just need to cry.

I'm tired of trying.

I give it my best,

But somehow my best isn't enougn anymore.

I'm scared and alone.

I'm craving for someone.

But I receive no one.

I'm just tired, tired all the time.

I wish I had something to believe in.

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