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Dead Leaves
As September rolls around and colder weather ensues, I'm still falling asleep wrapped in memories and thoughts of you; bittersweet yet enough to keep me warm. The way you used to look at me, how warm you were, the way your hands felt across my body, laying on your chest, holding your hand, oh god, just everything. I should be over you by now, it's been probably four months since you last texted me and five since we last spoke. Five months since I heard your voice, the voice I'd hear at least once over a five day period. It killed me to see you post about her on social media after keeping mum for a few months. You must be happy and I want that for you. Maybe it was right person, wrong timing for me but the right timing for you and her. And maybe, you told her about me because you're a honest person and maybe she didn't approve of my feelings for you. I'll keep telling myself that she didn't want you talking to me so you stopped...
By Prabhdeep Dhaliwal8 years ago in Poets
Alone
Sometimes I feel really sad I’m nothing I was always nothing I’m lost I lost myself somewhere in the darkness I am not OK I turned into everything I never thought I’d be I really am sorry for being so fucked up I’m terrible I get it my mind never sleeps my mind is killing me no one has noticed how broken I am I’m so depressed and I hate it I feel as if I’m slowly giving up on everyone and everything you don’t understand how much I hate myself broken, useless, empty, alone, sad, too skinny, hopeless, not good enough, Its OK not to be OK sometimes someone hurts you so bad it stops hurting at all until something makes it feel again and then it all comes back every word, every hurt, every moment. My past defines me this is who I am I am unseen I am unheard I am unwanted this is what I am if even I am anything, deeper and deeper I fell within myself nothing could show me out how could you ever understand where I come from even if you ask even if you listen you do not really hear or see or feel you haven’t walked my path haven’t seen what I’ve seen people laugh they stare I’m lost in my dark soul nothing was how it’s supposed to be a heavy sadness filled my soul, I'M FINE THANKS FOR ASKING...
By Willow Schmelzle8 years ago in Poets
