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I miss you
And every time I remember that last goodbye
A piece of me dies
I look back on our time together
And I can't help but cry
I miss you
Miss you so much it hurts to breathe
Because I was lost,and you found me
After floating aimlessly,you grounded me
But we've said so long
It was right but it felt so wrong
I see you when I close my eyes
Hear your laughter late at night
I miss you
You are gone
And a part of me is gone with you
Why couldn't my whole self leave,too?
I miss you
Tears run down my face
Your spot in my heart
Will never be replaced
And every time I remember that last goodbye
A piece of me dies
I look back on our time together
And I can't help but cry
I miss you
Miss you so much it hurts to breathe
Because I was lost,and you found me
After floating aimlessly,you grounded me
But we've said so long
It was right but it felt so wrong
I see you when I close my eyes
Hear your laughter late at night
I miss you
You are gone
And a part of me is gone with you
Why couldn't my whole self leave,too?
I miss you
Tears run down my face
Your spot in my heart
Will never be replaced
Literature
solitude
i am
trying to pull myself away
from this feeling
that consumes me inside
your absence is in
every object that surrounds me,
entangling loneliness
in the air
its all i can feel.
the time rolls onwards,
and onwards,
dragging me along
as i wait, as i wonder.
(i just want you to
come back.)
Literature
Thrown Away
Thrown Away
Here I sit
Center stage of my life
I struggle to breathe
Nothingness surrounds me
I reconcile to persevere
To what end I do not know
For now I am alone
I am comforted by the flow of my own tears
Here they are again
Oh
this is not self-pity
This is the realization of abandonment
The finality of being cast aside
Thrown away like a candy wrapper
No longer needed once consumed
I'd rather be the candy
Then I would be "wanted" in the moment
Alas
I am merely me
Invisible
Non-essential
In their eyes
I refuse to give in
I will find someone that will affirm me
Will desire my company
Fill up space in my voi
Literature
Stubs of a Cigarette
opaque tendrils whispering—
vaporous poison clogging airways
choked by outlawed sentiments
slogging through azure veins
fleeing a traitorous organ; thrumming
[ming] [ming] to a hidden metronome—
winding haze stimulating snippets of
simpering emotions conspiring the
ultimate coup d’état; the metronome
staggers …an illuminated stub weaving
maleficent murmurings and swirling
stuttering sidebars; the metronome
forfeits, refusing to save a cluttered organ
cigarette stubs..ignited at single ends;
convalescer of stress, debt caller of life.
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another poem that's partially inspired by a song.this one was sort of inspired by when im gone by randy newman
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Awww, so sad . I can feel the emotion in this perfectly.