Rings of pleasure,
No more,
But silent words,
Empty hearts,
Everything blackened and cold,
Bitter hands touching each other,
Hands sweating like clams,
Heart broken,
Shattered into millions,
Deep,
Darkest desires,
But all of that lost at 5 years old,
The monster he is,
Hurts every day,
Unsurity of it all,
Unsure what love is,
Unsure what the word care means,
Unsure how to keep going,
Unsure how to breathe again,
Unsure how to be a human being,
Unsure how to love others,
Unsure how to open my heart again,
Unsure about the unknowns,
Unsure how to turn this off,
Flashbacks on repeat,
Death covers my soul,
Suicide seems to be the only option,
Options no longer exist,
Existing does not exist,
Existing is pure torture,
Punished minds,
Nobody gets it,
For these heart,
And,
Others given up,
Life is in shambles,
About to make a repeat,
2015,
Sleeping at cafes,
Sleeping at bus shelters,
Sleeping outside of theme parks,
Formed repeatedly,
Involuntarily,
But refusing to reach out,
Because 2021,
That year was a lot,
But nobody gets it,
It's all in my blog,
A blog of nothing but misery,
A blog soon to be non-existant,
A blog full of frustration,
No longer want to be here,
Can't breathe
YOU ARE READING
Realm
PoetryThe version of instances made to feel complete but still missing the pieces to put together.