The Words On the Wall

19 2 3
                                    

The words on the wall

are so so tall

They shadow above me

With their lines simply bold

and italic with the hint of sarcasm

But was it really sarcastic at all?

Or was it true?

as true as my bones

As crushing as they are

I fell my heart ache every time I look around

on the walls

that surround me

The words on the wall

are so somber

So gloomy

so hurtful

their font is so blank

but so outstanding

My knees tremble as I read every line segment

They scream and shout in my mind

as I sound out the letters 

I can't help but cry

sutter

and shatter

Into my masterpiece of lies

the sky that separated my face and eyes

used to be fine

intact

I never thought 

that the words on the wall

could have so much power

so much impact

"Your life doesn't make sense"

She said

and they laughed

I did too

for some

depressing reason

I felt myself drift into the clouds of my soul

As sprinkles of misty water rose

and then fell

tickling my nose

and then stinging my eyes

as the sky that once separated me from own emotions

broke and

Fell apart

and as I stared at the words on the wall

the faint mist of tears and glass 

slowly 

staggered my soul

the words now fragments as the sky fell

 y o u r

l i f e 

d o e s n t 

m a t t e r 

h a 

h a 

h-

different versions ran through me like holograms

worthless and empty

but they were all one in the same

and I kept them in mind for ages

as my tears fell into my sad hands

and my meaningless feet

as the glass shattered

as the mist made my knees weak

I questioned so many things

d o 

m a t t e r

o r 

a m 

I

f r a g m e n t

m e a n t 

t o 

f e e l 

s c a t t e r e d ?

d o 

I

d e s e r v e

t o

l i v e?

I

s h o u l d

d i e

a m 

n o t

w o r t h

a n y o n e s

t i m e

I

d o n t 

d e s e r v e 

h a p p i n e s s

o r 

l i g h t

i n 

m y

l i f e

a m 

w o r t h l e s s

I

a m 

d e a r l y 

s o r r y 

f o r 

w a s t i n g 

y o u r 

t i m e 

The words on the wall

multiplied

with my very own

The words on the wall

are now one

with my

meaningless life

g o o d b y e 






Sad ass poetryWhere stories live. Discover now