emotions draining…
feelings rusting…
tears clocking in
like they’re on payroll.
guilt takeovers…
sits on my chest
like rent’s overdue
and i’m the landlord
too soft to collect.
talking to you…
and suddenly
i owe myself
an apology
i never write.
Heart leaking…
mind spiraling…
vulnerability
tight as a trapdoor—
and i still crawl in.
i ask myself—
why do i stay here, when it hollows me piece by piece?
i lose myself…
to save you
from losing anything at all.
i’d rather bruise me
than let you b r e a k.
no escape route…
no “way back”…
you burn too bright,
i drown too deep;
water and fire
don’t become one—
they only
erase each other.
we are constellations
on opposite sides
of the sky,
close enough to ache,
too far to ever touch.
About the Creator
Komal
I write poems and stories that hit the feels.
When I’m not lost in my own plots, I’m either daydreaming about the next big idea or just winging life with a grin.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕀𝕄ℙ𝔸ℂ𝕋
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Comments (11)
So deep and every word is written to fit perfectly with the others. I love how you crossed out "erase" and broke up the letters in "break" that was a nice touch!
The quiet strength in admitting this kind of hurt is powerful. Thank you for writing it so truthfully.
Naturally, I can't get over the photo choice. It is a work of art. Oh, I really do like that line. Its originality reigns supreme: "feelings rusting." "Too soft to collect," my gosh. That's genius. Heartbreaking, too. Great use of the strikethrough to add emphasis. "Close enough to ache, too far to ever touch." You are the queen of personifying pain. You make us feel what you feel, and you keep us in awe even though there was pain all around. Masterfully done. 🤗❤️🖤
Sad words. Very relatable.
I can feel the ache in every line. Your imagery is gorgeous and devastating. Beautiful work.
This was very moving. Every line resonated with me. Great job, Komal! :D
I experienced that feeling. Beautiful poem.
Wow. I 🩵 those last lines. Gorgeous
I can relate...the feeling of being close to yet overshadowed. A very real poem, my friend.
I can relate with this. "tears clocking in like they're on payroll" my tears work so much overtime that my soul's going broke. But then we dry off and act like everything's great cause that's what we do. ❤️
Excellent piece. So many great metaphors here 👏👏👏