Best Lossbody Poems
Serenity’s Meth
Flick the lighter
Flame nears the bottom
Heat slowly melts crystals together
Turning crystals into liquid
Lips pressed against the glass
Inhale what you changed
Exhale on top of the world
Fell the rush as the world is absorbed
Anticipation grows as the lighter passes
Flick of the lighter
Flame nears the bottom
Addiction grows in the dark
Self control begins to cease
Mind body and life
Time has no concept
Slowly things that mattered are no more
Flick of the lighter
Dissipating the beginning
Eagerness to inhale and exhale
Vision becomes cloudy
Rounds pass by
It’s empty
Mind body and life return
WHO AM I?
WHAT HAVE I BECOME?
EMPTY LIKE YOUR GLASS!!
Written by an amazing woman in an uncertain time
Those taking care of you
Sneek a cigarette
On a side street
Should I be angry
I can't
Its their job
Like any other
The most horrible job
In the world
Holding still
A body already gone to god
But as long as the skin
Sits on your body
You are still my Mum
Waiting for us
Smelling the secondary smoke
Wishing
You could just have
That first draw
You could now
It wouldn't harm you
It wouldn't make any difference
We have so many questions
Without a home
Such is how death
Spells out such torment
The Summer is spilling out today
I am so sad to see the sun
I want it to pack up
And go away
Bring back the winters
The winters are cold
My body would fit in that sadness
Wrap me up
Bring me out
Maybe this time next year
new life, bringing joy to his surroundings
thoughts sprouting, body growing
playful ideas all about small toys
aging conscious, making risky choices
mind guilty, body wilting
old life, bringing tragedy to his surroundings
My only hope was that I would survive you,
But now I don't know why.
Your body was my temple.
I felt useful on my knees and while I worshiped at your feet.
Now, I've lost my religion.
Could you ever know what that means?
To lose your life's blood, but your heart still beats.
Oh, If I could hurt you too
I wouldn't throw a sucker punch
I want you to see it coming
I want you to feel my fist before it connects
To spill your blood with my pale white hands
Could I absorb enough of you to bring the color back to me?
To have my body warmed by your spilled life
I have this empty shell of me and hollow is so hard to fill
What will I do to pass the years?
When life is gone and existence never ends
My only hope was that I would survive you
But now I don't know why.
My blood ran cold,
and so did my heart.
Tell me something;
Do you love me?
Will you always love me?
Do I love you?
The answer is no.
My blood ran cold,
and at that moment,
I knew something happened...
Mysoul left my body.
My heart stopped beating.
And I was forcefully taken from the world.
My body went limp.
Don't let this smile fool you,
don't let my eyes decieve you,
unless that's what you want.
Don't let what I say trick you,
I could've been gone 3 seconds ago, because this second you're reading,
the next one you're thinking, and this one you're finally reacting.
Yesterday you scared me,
I was so frightened; I blame myself.
I rushed to you,
I was terrified.
Tears filled my eyes.
You're stronger than that
I can't explain it.
I've already lost someone close to me,
I was afraid I was gonna loose you too...
The night ran dark,
and the air ran cold.
My body went numb,
and my mind went blank.
My needs started to change,
as the rain gradually fell.
Did I even want to go home?
No.
I never want to go back.
And one day?
I never will.
I promise.
One day I'll leave.
And never return.
All in a few seconds,
things can change,
from giggles of happiness,
to tears filled with sorrow.
It was a calm afternoon.
No need to have fear.
Until along came that dreadful message
that sent me into tears.
It was just a little fall,
shouldn't have done much,
but yet she was dying,
and doctors had little hope.
I'll never forget the way
those words echoed through my mind,
"They said she may not make it"
For a moment,
Everything froze in time.
This couldn't be happening,
I loved her like a mother,
And yet I still knew,
my pain pailed in comparison,
to that of her real daughter.
The day passed by slowly,
with no change in her condition,
There was nothing I could do,
I tried to keep things positive,
knew she wouldn't go down without a fight.
We tried to occupy our minds,
with anything but that,
but as to be expected,
it couldn't be pushed out.
They all said their goodbyes,
but not yet could grieving start,
her body was still occupied,
by a barely beating heart.
Yet her body was so empty,
with not a trace of life nor soul.
She couldn't talk,
She couldnt't move.
There was nothing left but flesh.
After a while of waiting,
that dreaded call arrived.
Her fight was finally over.
All I could do was lay down and cry.
If a body catch a body
coming through the rye
Prevent it falling off a cliff
Or it will surely die
If a body lose a body
It could not deny
If it knew it was not a body
It would never cry