I overloaded my senses in the world of luminescent screens.
All in hopes of forever burying your memory.
I shoved my thoughts within the ocean of comedy and laughter.
Dreaming that your face will vanish from my vision.
You have contaminated me.
Infecting me to the point that my skin itches from your voice.
Infecting me so that my heart races from your anxiety.
I don't want to worry about you.
You are something that should be forever pushed from my life.
Yet, you walk the roads of my soul in utter annoyance that you're even there.
You grimace at the rhythm of my beating heart.
You gag at the smell of my perfume.
You roll your eyes when you see a glimpse of hair that looks like mine.
You're trapped here.
Trapped within my inner being.
Trapped where the memories shimmer on replay.
The button doesn't want to break sadly.
I'm drowning in the words you called me.
I'm being choked by the hand you've wrapped around my heart.
My blood runs cold as you squeeze the will that I have left over.
I'm giving up hope.
I'm giving up because you decided to throw me away.
I'm giving up because the dreams you built for me, crumbled to the ground.
Those dreams fell from the sky and rolled across the floor.
Like a sandcastle being attacked by the waves.
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A Girl's Collection
PoetryThis book isn't a story. This is in fact a collection poems that I have written myself. These are all different pieces that I have created over the course of years and I wanted to share them with you all. Many poems are deep and sad. Making many vie...
