I go about life
inside my mini van
steering my wheel.
from inside, I look out,
people are talking,
birds are flying,
trees are sprinting.
until something clicks
and I'm struck dumbfounded.
I lose the hold on the wheel,
my van's still moving.
it's not a van, soon I find
just me and my solitude daydreaming.
the scenery fades in front of me,
forges into something I've never seen:
the people aren't talking,
just making noises.
the birds aren't flying,
for once they were sitting.
the trees aren't sprinting,
they can't.
my life flashes before me
and leaves me wondering,
if anything was ever real
or a mere figment of my imagination.
the things I've said,
the connections I've made,
was anything ever there
or merely my mediocre attempt at filling silence?
I'm standing here
witnessing everything around me
melting into oblivion
and in this large, large void
the only real thing I've ever had remains:
just me
and nothing else.
and I've never felt this alone.
I've never felt this alone.
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Words Unsaid
PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
