the silence
is loud
without you.
there are no words
in my empty head
left.
my chest is
hollow
and i don’t know
why people do
what they do.
i just do it with them.
i saw you today
and i did not fall
back
into your arms
because my skin
crawls now
when people touch
me.
my memory
is a broken record player
your thumb on my lips
your eyes in my soul
your face
when you turned
away.
i liked your prison
until i bled onto the
ground
you drank the last drops
of my soul.
i don’t like people
anymore.
i don’t know
why.
but your hands
make my loneliness
safe
and my empty bed
soft.
do not touch me.
i do not like to be touched.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
Comments (3)
I don't like people anymore. That was soooo relatable! Loved your poem!
so heartfelt and well written. Thes lines were superb: 'i liked your prison until i bled onto the ground' well done
So impactful with every single word