Poetry Late Night Writings

I Am Machine
The strings to my heart's dance
Are severed.
Unbound to the mortal plane,
I am beyond your touch.
Feeling the music wash away
The colors your eyes
Painted me,
I wonder when my body
Will follow my heart
And refuse to breathe the city's
Winter steel.
Who am I after
The metal screeches and collapses,
Bending under the mind's burdens?
A broken machine,
Defective at the start.
Nothing matters
To me,
And I to no one.
 
Concern
I feel you tremble and shake,
As if threatening to break.
Curious,
I watch.
The words pour forth,
A torrent that flows over me.
Why so worried?
Quietly,
I listen to assurances,
Ones that I've heard before,
Ones that won't move a
Stubborn heart.
I am fine,
So don't break,
Trying to fix what's already
Hopeless.
 
Confess To The Moon
I killed my heart
In your arms.
Moonlight cascading down
My cheeks,
I wistfully wished for the
Hazy dreams of yesterday.
Yet they faded,
Like the mind's mist
In the wake of dawn.
I know neither right
Nor wrong,
Only that I must lie
In the grave I dug
For your heart
And mine.
Apologies are
Meaningless
As I kneel before your tombstone,
Face upturned.
I am oblivious
To your suffering,
For no words nor gazes
Could convey
Your heart's burdens
Unto mine.
There is no justification,
No rectification
In breaking hearts,
In breaking you,
But I will bear the blame,
The innocent sinner.
 
Love Me Not
Making a memory out of these feelings,
I'm so far from love.
I let apathy overtake,
Too scared to give
What I could never give myself.
Alas you'll never know
The heart yearning for
Your attention
And I'll never know
If our hearts could've been
One.
 
Better Luck In The Afterlife
No one's got appreciation
For all those bleeding beneath
Our wealth.
Ignorance is bliss,
But indifference is a
Sinner's tune.
But who cares?
Until you're
Downtrodden,
Until you're
Scorned,
Until you're
Forgotten by the masses,
Until it's
You.
Raise no voices,
Suppress the rebellion.
Life is the unequal distribution
Of fortune,
Wish you luck next time.
 
Digital Friend
Just want your fake sincerity
To make me feel like someone cares,
Even though they're just
Words on my screen.
Reality disappoints;
I can't connect through
Touch,
Cast aside by empty gazes.
I'm selfish,
Playing a game of pretend.
I know you don't mean it-
'Cause I know I don't either.
So let's fill our hearts with
Meaningless text.
 
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Existential Crisis
Been trying to make sense of
Myself and time,
Where does my purpose lie?
Finity stressing me out,
Am I just waiting to die?
Can't tell nobody answers
When God's got me at a loss.
I oughta bullshit my way
Out of thinking
About everything
With some religion,
But all I got is
A bottle of tequila
To drown out my mind's
Existential crisis.
 
Lost In The Cracks
I'm not a person,
Just a persona
Built on lies
I've told myself,
And the mirror.
It's funny how easily people
Believe,
Including the reflection.
Sometimes,
I shatter,
Fearful of what I see
Lingering in the cracks of the
Broken mirror.
Turning away,
I refuse to find myself;
I know I'd hate them,
Suffocated by the cage
Of their own design.
 
Lonely Soul
Quietly,
I wander
Through the vast world.
I reach for connection,
But fail to touch any hearts,
For my own is empty.
It is foolish to shout
When no one can hear.
The dilemma remains;
I am unchanged.
Lonely before the attempt,
Unknown.
Lonely after,
Abandoned.
 
Star
You're the only one,
That stayed when I was left,
Staring at the ashes of all who faded,
Burned by my touch.
Perhaps I was too much,
Or maybe they were too scared
By what they never really knew.
But you make me believe
In something more than forever,
This moment captured in space.
I don't need to change,
For you'll always care for what is
My molten core.
 
Eclipse The Moon
I could frame you for my heart's pangs,
But you're not the murderer;
It is reality that keeps us
Starbound,
A myth of 'what if's.
I let myself fall,
Hoping you would catch me.
But you only had eyes for the
Moon,
And I was nothing more than a
Shooting star.
 
Fly
I wish for more than the
Fate that draws us apart.
I desire a love that surpasses
Circumstance.
But time is your lover;
You can't escape.
If the cage door opened,
Would you fly?
Cornered by uncertainty,
I won't look to see.
I would rather not know
Than to see you not choose
Me.
 
Doeful Eyes
Cradled in your cage of lies,
Innocence protects your
Naive love.
Neglect keeps the door shut,
And you are complacent.
Shunted to the corner,
Forgotten to all but
Cursory glances.
Yearning for affection,
You press yourself eagerly
Against steel bars,
Whining and whimpering
For even the faintest caress.
Your freedom is
Another's annoyance,
And your prison is
Their home.
 

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