(I usually don't write such depressing stuff. It just felt like an appropriate answer of this question)
I know there is a simple kind of way
that life just flows,
in and out,
up and down.
There's a simple kind of feeling I get
When I am on the ups
but on days like today
when I feel
I don't have a place,
I am slowly sliding
down.
down.
down.
Imploding silently.
It's a sadness
that comes in waves
that don't have a reason
or a rhyme for
I need you
and you don't
exist.
I am constantly looking for myself.
I don't know where to look,
I don't know what to do.
I am just a lost soul,
slowly turning into a wreck,
who wears cool, like a mask
hiding a heavy heart.
I remember breathing
remember sleeping
trying to pin down the feeling
unpeal my layers
dipping in
and slowly
out of thinly covered boxes
hidden but always hoping to be found,
hoping to be listened
when I don't a utter a single word.
I know it's unfair
trust me I have tried to open up
but I always pull back.
no one will ever figure out
I let them astray,
led them astray
by showing them the ocean
while hiding the iceberg,
which stabs me all day
everyday.
Sinking deep into the ocean
a Loserr never to be found. 🎈
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