Somewhere, I am still with my ex boyfriend that treats me badly and does not know the warmth of kindness. I am lost and under a poisonous impression of what love is. My hands are shaky but it is normal and my head is heavy and it is still normal.
Somewhere, I am completely alone. It's days after a terrible breakup and I realize that I have lost everybody while selling my soul to the devil. They've realized the evil in me and they know they couldn't provide any more company because I was too occupied with a false happiness. I am alone and there is nothing more terrifying than realizing that your heartbeat is the only one that you will feel in an empty room.
Somewhere, I am lonely. I have found others and I have tried giving myself away, but I am lonely. My lips meet rough ones and there is nothing but empty space in my chest and I am repulsed. It is dark and only feet away, another person waits, but even surrounded by everybody, I am so fucking lonely.
Somewhere, I am counting down the days.
Somewhere, I have stopped.
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The Diary of a Fallen Girl
ПоэзияThere is no relief. Only love, And death. *** This is dedicated to everyone who has broken my heart before. Thank you. *** {Highest Ranking: #315 in poetry} {Trigger Warning}
