The days are blurring together again,
The sky isn't blue
Nothing feels okay anymore,
Now that I'm without you
Everything feels numb again,
Nothing feels true.
The sky is turning gray,
And the clouds are taking over
But who are you to see my dismay,
You've never been one to see the colors.
You took my heart and squeezed it dry of any and all color,
Just so you might be able to see some.
My heart was nothing but a game.
I don't want to live but I'm scared of dying,
And yet I want to see the world.
I just wanted to be loved and cared for.
Yet you needed it more.
But what about me?
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Poems of life
PoetryThese are some poems I wrote at 1am out of boredom. Most of which are sad or depressing, but they're filled with meaning. If you understand these poems because of personal experience, I'm sorry you do.
