I used to have this emptiness inside that nothing could fill.
it was this never ending void deep within, and I couldn't find a cure.
so I'd lay in bed at night and chase down these thoughts with vodka and fill my lungs with smoke each morning.
I saw no light, no release from the torture.
I had no hope, no intention if falling in love at this point.
until a boy with bright eyes made my lifeless heart have a beat once again.
and that's when I realized that broken people love the deepest because they try to fill the cracks in your soul that others have left empty.
you are my entire universe, and I'm not even a crack in the sidewalk.
you are a poem that breathes.
all I can ever ask of you is to stay.
just stay.
YOU ARE READING
Drown
PoetryI often get very depressed and lonely when night falls. I write poetry to try and get my feelings out. Welcome to the inner depths on my sick, twisted mind.