This pain is different
It's not a loss, not sadness
...more just...
emptiness.
Wanting them to be there
And remembering that it's a one sided coin
It's not even fair
This temporary high you provide
Is so addictive...yet fades so fast
Why do I feel like I'm talking to a wall?
It's like you don't get it
The fact that I feel empty
when I don't hear you talk
Yet upset, when you do
Because you'll never respond with...
I love you too
No source of entertainment
can fill my void
It's out of control,
and I'm paranoid
Scared
To the point of exhaustion
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Thoughts of a poet in a cruel, cruel world
PoetryCome with me through a collection of poems based on my personal life, through hardship, love, and trying too hard in a world where only perfection is acceptable. If you're here for a certain mood of poetry I've included symbols in the "chapters" ded...
