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Where did the old me go?

Sometimes silence speaks louder then your emptiness.
The body below you seems nothing alike you anymore.
Your brain separate you from your heart.
Now your brain is in rule of your care.
Never trust a brain without connection to it's heart.
You are in your mind seeking attention, echoes louder, even louder than the silence.
You can't feel your hands.
Why do you still have them?
Cut them off like the rest of your body.
Brain of you can definitely drive you into insanity.
Your fingers dull.
Why care?
You tried fill your emptiness with external pain.
Broke your only mattered promise.
You are afraid to admit that you,
crossed the border off exhaustion.
This poem is boring.
This happened over weeks.
No alarms.
Old video of you, turned into small piece of crap and you feelt unidentified.
I tried to escape into a scenario.
Now I'm stuck with no capability of sense. Indifference to word.
Nothing can describe anything, anyone.
There's no reason to argue with a wall about your depression.
But seriously.
Where did the old me go?




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Publicerad 2022-11-29 22:22



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