Antidote

21 | melancholia

Since I have unpublished my book "Melancholia" containing all the poems I have written down in my journal, I've decided to just publish my favourite pieces here and I am also going to affix its specific time and date. I hope you enjoy, don't forget to vote and comment if you like it :) Lowercase is intended.

01/15/16 × 7:40 pm

why am I here?
drowning in fear
what am I thinking?
still introspecting
god, this is frightening
falling debris
is all I see
falling apart
tearing my heart
sins unforgiven
why am I here again?

01/17/16 × 1:36 am
far from being happy
far from being sad
think I'm just lonely
think I'm just mad.

01/17/16 × 2:11 am
an empty void on my chest
all I wanted was a peaceful rest
an empty heart, an empty soul
begging not to crawl
my vulnerability
is all they see
my weakness
is all they witness
oh fragile is my heart,
echoing through the dark.

01/21/16 × 9:41 pm
we all die alone
death is inevitable
someday soon
we'll die on our own
despising all the people
today we aren't living,
we are surviving
and that's pretty terrifying.

01/24/16 × 11:17 pm
darkness meets light,
madness with delight
skies so mundane,
her being is in pain
each day loses her sanity,
feeling empty and weary
singing to every single melody
penning down a sick composition,
making a little harmony
speaking of her disposition,
that she loses interaction
now drowning in a vigorous journey.

01/25/16 × 12: 02 am
thirsty for agony
hungry for pain
who would want to be me?
and who often loves the rain?
as it falls to the ground
making a heavy sound
rain — so powerful and deep
and so is pain
gray skies
forming torment in her eyes
leaving dust in the atmosphere
but with just a single tear
in an abrupt manner,
her world turns into a theater.

01/25/16 × 12:25 am
my own world I created
which people underestimated
each line speaks for me
I know that soon I will be free
now I have to enjoy this pretty little fantasy.

02/01/16 × 10:40 am
utter dryness
severe sadness
empty faces
could care less
superficial traces
resulted by its madness
feelings they suppress
embracing their loneliness.

02/05/16 × 2:35 am
look at me
I'm drowning in pain
can't you see?
I'm going insane
someone, take me to an asylum
or into a dark room
anywhere where I belong
think I'm losing my mind
with all the feelings that I hide
think I'm dying inside.

02/08/16 × 1:15 am
I have been called
not in this so-called space surrounding the skies
I have been called
in the land full of hatred and lies
I have been called
to surrender my being
to surrender my soul
but not in the so-called paradise
just in the dark field full of lies
sad eyes,
blue skies,
my soul trying to wander
my heart getting colder
all of my being begging to disappear
wishing to live in a cold, cold misty atmosphere
the time has come; the storm began
“the dryness of the sea,
foretells of what you will be;
the time has come,
you should be gone
always and forever
no one will remember”
I have been called
the shattered pieces of my heart
were trampled and sold
bad thing, no one ever knows
that my empty heart was once made of gold.

Feel free to comment, I'd gladly accept constructive criticism and I would like to hear out your opinions too!