i have less than nothing left
I found my plastic smile left broken down in the trash
I have no title to give this poem
My bones no longer want to keep this home
Everyone gets depressed in winter
I love how early the sun sets
Like a widowed veil, I miss her in summer
In swarmy bouts of praise, I have an itch to collapse
All the plastic smiles I feel around
Collide like a car crash, a fatal pile-up
I watch horrors that deal with deep traumas
They keep me from feeling nothing
They help me with
Knowing
Everything is nothing
If we are alone in the universe, its just as lonely to think we are being watched by an all-knowing God
My prayers like space dementia in the broken-keyboard air, space mocking our human plight
in a screamless blanket of nothing.
About the Creator
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Comments (6)
Beautiful words, it's so sad though. 🙁
"My prayers like space dementia in the broken-keyboard air, space mocking our human plight in a screamless blanket of nothing." I especially loved this part. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
This is dark and depressing, and beautifully written at the same time.
Your amazing writing gift leaped off the page in this one. Hope you feel better soon! Sending you a big hug babygirl!
Lovely and depressing and heavy and yet still holds beauty in the creation
It is bleak. I hope that the writing brought some light. Thinking of you.