MIDNIGHT.
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paolapenate18. poetess.
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MIDNIGHT.

by paolapenate

The connection we felt, remember how quickly it went away?.

There was a time when I believed in soulmates, now I feel bad for those who do.

I can't help but wonder how am I going to be tomorrow?.

I keep telling myself I'll be fine. But I was never a good liar.

I am trapped in a hole I can't get out off.

I've tried to get out but the walls are slippery from the tears I've dropped.

Please, please. Help me understand what's happening to me.

My mind is spinning, my heart beating, and I can't help but feel like I am lost in a forest.

Take my hand, kiss my neck.

Make me feel loved and holy again.

Midnight came.

Here I am writing again with blood stains and tears on my shirt.

What can I do to stop feeling this way?

Lost, empty and sometimes dead.

Lately all I seem to do is try to rhyme my problems away.

And I can't keep living this way.

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paolapenate18. poetess.
a year ago
during & after you left me.
for her.

paolapenate18. poetess.
a year ago
The story of Weak & Attention.
The story of Weak & Attention.

paolapenate18. poetess.
a year ago
CLIMATE
my first post!.



paolapenate18. poetess.
a year agoReply
@bernardtwindwil thank you!

bernardtwindwilGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
This is beautifully written and tugs at the heart for sympathy. You can literally feel the grief and hurt in the words. Good job.