Deeper into the woods I trek Trees blocking out the light Everything a shade of grey. One boot in front of the other I go through the motions
By B5 years ago in Poets
I hoped that the beauty around me would somehow soothe this aching yearning to feel anything other than the crushing emptiness
All passion has been lost. The sky has faded to shades of grey. Looking at you I would see a brilliant rainbow but even that now is starting to fade.
Late at night sometimes things come to me in flashes, offering me a way into my subconscious. As my eyes get heavy and sleep overtakes me
We are two bumper cars the closer we get the further I feel myself being pushed away. And the waxing and waning of this ride
I sit alone in a dark room Empty except for the candles Faintly illuminating the space with their candlelight. The room used to be much brighter
I hate you but I need you. Though I wish that I didn't. I wish more than anything that I wanted you less. I've tried to create distance in our relationship.
Frozen under the streetlamp I stand though it is not the cold causing me to shiver. The street abandoned and the night dark.
I’m suffocating under the weight of this crushing emptiness that I feel caressing my fractured soul. What can I do to finally be free
By B6 years ago in Poets
Three things you see. I see the failure I have become, represented in the textbooks I have failed to open in months. I see the hopes and dreams
My professor proposed that it's impossible to know who we truly are. We are not really individual selves, but instead, we are each an entity capable of being manipulated and influenced.