How do you feel in that tiny space,
Confined with your thoughts, makes me wonder,
Do I ever cross your mind?
Do you even realize that I exist?
You made me who I am yet you're gone,
You didn't even bother to fight for me,
And now I am all alone,
Waiting for the day that you see,
Waiting for the day that you miss me.
It was wishful thinking on my part,
Seventeen years has gone and past,
Now all I want is my childhood,
I know I was horrible and rude,
I said things I didn't mean,
But it didn't change your indifference.
You make me feel so worthless,
It's a wonder I can't love you any less,
Than I did right from the start,
You were charming with your words,
Yet your actions felt like swords.
Whenever anyone compliments me,
I become anxious waiting till they ask me,
What they truly want from me,
My mind is fucked and you're to blame,
But you never saw the scars you left behind,
You left me for her every single time,
I was stupid to think you were mine,
I could never compete with her.
YOU ARE READING
The Blackhole
PoetryIt is a bunch if random poems that I have written in the past three years. It mainly focuses on feelings that I couldn't express.
