Overwhelmed

How can I be so empty

Yet feel so much?

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You seem cold.

I’ve been this way for years.

You’re too young to say that.

I grow faster than most people expect.

You seem tragic.

I was born with it in my veins.

You’re awfully pessimistic.

I’m never disappointed this way.

You have scars on your wrist.

I used to be sad.

You’re not anymore?

I’m not as bad as before.

You look at him like he put the stars in the sky.

I believe he’s magic.

You’re more innocent than you let on.

I have to hold onto something.

You don’t have to pretend to be strong.

I won’t be pretending one day.

Two Poems About One Loss

(1)

I smoke too much,

And now my head hurts when I walk,

But maybe it’s not the cigarettes.

Perhaps it’s the echo of the lies you told

Pounding in my head.

 

I drink too much,

And now my eyes burn when I look outside,

But maybe it’s not the booze.

Perhaps it’s the fear of seeing you with her

That made me wish to go blind.

 

I took too many pills,

And now I can’t find my bed,

But maybe it’s not the drugs.

Perhaps it’s the home where we lied

Makes me loose my mind.

(2)

You were everything I needed,

And now you’re not mine,

I wanted to come see you,

But all I’d do is cry.

Your ginger hair,

And the guitar you play,

Has made a home in my mind,

I can no longer stay.

So one day I’ll leave,

To where you can not go,

Please do not follow me,

You can not stoop that low.

I will write you a note,

Tell you that I have gone,

Do not cry for me,

During dusk or through the dawn.

A Letter To Nobody In Particular

Dear higher power,

Whatever you may be,

Why does it hurt so badly?

Why did you do this to me?

 

My mind is aching,

I can no longer sleep,

I’ve tried to tell my lover,

He doesn’t hear a peep.

 

I’m screaming at the walls,

I’m trying to get it across,

I don’t know how to handle,

All that I have lost.

 

I feel I’m going mad,

These thoughts are running wild,

I do not want to do this,

Please give me a death that is mild.

 

I am just so tired,

I have nothing left to give,

I need a different mind,

A different life to live.

Moments

I love you in a

Strange way.

Because I know I don’t want

A future with you.

But I want to share

This with you.

When I am alone in bed at

Night I crave your touch.

When I get coffee in the morning

I want your conversation.

When I work

I wish you would visit.

I crave moments with you.

Not a life.

Mirror: Part Five

The day went by. Different than before, I went outside today. I walked to a coffeeshop and brought along the book and I watched life happen around me. It was beautiful. Things were different today, I looked up in the mirror about the coffeehouse sofa, my face done up, my hair brushed, and a dress covering the frightful sight of an unloved body. I called my mother today, she said she’s come by to see me multiple times, I don’t recall, but I don’t tell her than. I come home while my boyfriend is at a meeting. I think of all the good things that have filled my day. I think of all the hurt that filled the past months.

I don’t remember smashing the mirror. But I do remember the feeling of the glass against the soft flesh of my wrist.