breaking point

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*( one of my older works)* <3

so,

here's the point where im left with nothing,

to the lowest point of it all,

when i've cried out what seems like every part of your soul,

and the liqiud drops shine back at you,

shimmering and cold.

when you loose your only reason for living,

the one thing that bought meaning to your life.

with them your life was full of purpose,

and without them,

dark as night.

and now my life is as officially as stupid and meaningless as it was before you came into it,

my body still spasming as i cry out parts of my soul i didnt even know existed,

i cry out every bit of love you gave to me,

because i dont want to feel what isnt mine anymore,

or what never really existed.

and i'll never forget the look on your face when you walked out that door,

when you said you didnt want me, 

didnt need me anymore,

now its sad to say that the empty, meaningless void of my life could fill the universe,

and the pain i feel right now could even make Satan curse,

but i still love you anyway.

and as i cry,

my heart that you made so red and full of love,

turns darker and darker with every drop of my liquefied soul i cry out.

someone once told me that at least i had love,

at least i had something to life for,

but it's worse to go from having nothing,

and gaining what became your everything,

and loosing it all.

and now all thats left is the memories,

my black heart,

the meaningless void in my life that could fill the universe,

and the remains of my soul,

my once happy soul,

shinning in little cold shimmering dropplets on the floor,

carrying the happyness i would never again behold. 

*(sorry ik this one is a little depressing:)*

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