Empty.

So you go upstairs, climb into bed
Wishing the sky was bright instead
You take a breath and you slowly sink
Into a numbed state.

You try to pull the covers up, but it seems they're full of lead
Wishing the thoughts would cease inside your head
You take a breath and you can't believe
It's falling apart.

Toss and turn, unseeingly stare at t.v shows
Everywhere aches, and nobody knows
Drives you insane.

You spend the night, in a haze.
Each thought adds to the maze
Behind your heavy eyes.

There is no answer to your cries,
Your throat is sore and your eyes are dry
Still you choke those wracking sobs.
Sleep evades.

Like a cruel twist of fate,
You sense your panic is both too early and too late.
Shackled to silence, unable to scream
You can hardly breathe.

And as you watch the sunrise,
Your eyes fill for the hundreth time.
Was everything he said before, just lies?
You fall apart.

Walk around feeling faint
Unable to eat and unable to speak
Walk this place with two left feet
Feels so surreal
Watch yourself and wait a while
For bleakness sees no end to a sorrow.
Your eyes fill for the hundreth time.
You need him but he is out of reach.
You're all alone.

Reviews

[Arthur Crow]

Quite a good poem, very thought provoking and well structured. My interest was alive all the way and I really enjoyed the word play and mood.

[Spilled Her Guts in Cur..]

"Your eyes fill for the hundreth time./You need him but he is out of reach./You're all alone."

You have this ability to mould words around feelings I never have any idea how to describe as if it's the easiest thing in the world. Like everything communicates itself to me all the hurt and confusion without having to describe it and use similies or metaphors or anything, it's so crazy.

Good job kid :D