Lost in the shadows, so dark and bleak
Trying to find my way out but I’m left too weak
Surrounded by silence, I can’t hear a sound
I’m searching for answers, they’re nowhere to be found
Lost in the shadows, it’s so dangerously cold
I’m trying to fight it, I’m ready to fold
Emptiness crawls through, every inch of my skin
My soul is ripped out, now I’m empty within
Lost in the shadows, past the point of no return
You lit a small fire, now I’m watching my world burn
I’m drowning in sorrow, crippled by pain
I’m slowly losing my mind, I’m going insane
Lost in the shadows, how I wish that you knew
How much I loved you, how much I’ll miss you
Lost in the shadows, now there’s no looking back
You blew out the light, now it’s all turning black.
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I heard your voice
For the first time today,
A voice message supplied
For my dreams.
And something about
The way you sounded
When you spoke to me
And your image in my mind -
Well, if I am a sugar cookie
Then you're warm cinnamon pie.
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"People empty me. I have to get away to refill."
– Charles Bukowski
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It doesn't all come out poetically,
Elegant and intentional, words in perfect order,
Rhythmic, melodic, pretty.
Frayed ends entangled into hopeless knots.
It's enough to get it out at all, lifeless in a heap.
Overlapping, chaotic scribbles on the page.
Keeping note of the intrusive thoughts,
The self-doubt and confusion based fears,
Has helped maintain the mess.
Desperate attempts to manage the disorder
As best as possible.
Letting it go before it manifests into something
Much larger, with what litttle energy I have left
During the moments I feel somewhat like myself.
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