Lost in love,
yet still in love.
Oh, my
I've tried more than enough.
So let the wind take me.
Let it carry what I cannot.
Let me flow
far from my worries,
somewhere
I am free.
Life is drained from me
leaving me an empty shell
someone I used to be
your heartless
full of cruelty and pain
still draining my life
I'm kind of all out of love
It's just
seeping through my tone
my words
my heart
have you noticed?
onto the floor
running
away
from me
I feel so heavy
Almost like it's scared,
but it's slow
it seems tired too
exhausted, drained
so empty
I don't know where it went
or why it left
I can't give more
my heart is sore
I knew this would happen
I'm sorry
i don't know what to do
I'm kind of all out of love
for you
The urge to join the dead of night.
A call of the abyss, illusions in the dark.
Voices, are they talking to me?
Can they hear me?
Inside my mind, something is rotten.
Something has gone bad.
The eyes, the window to the soul.
Time to shut that window.
Vocal cords slain by black scissors,
A dark mist ascends with each breath.
Heavy breathing, a poisonous odor.
The infection spreads.
It’s taken the limbs — and with them, the pain.
As I drift off into the void,
I am graced by silence.
i am drained
i am burnt out
i have drount
i am fryed
i have cried
i have screamed
i have tried
i have failed
i have wailed
I am pained
I am DRAINED
i am a house with the doors left open
for too long.
too many footsteps have walked in
dragging their storms with them.
i do not know how to tell them
i have no space left
to shelter their rain.
i try to listen, to nod, to stay—
but the ceiling is cracking.
i can’t hold up another storm.
so maybe this time,
i will lock the door.
i will sit in the quiet
and hold my own hand first.
draculas shadow
meandering and lurking
frightening a crow
gruesome, glorious
rising from the river styx
clandestine purpose
young maiden felt it
watching and waiting for her
a chill in her heart
dark vulnerable
expecting to be ravaged
her life’s blood altered
a warning wolf howl
teeth slashed into her white neck
he drained her slowly
My soul is broken to the point of no return I have dealt so many blows to the point where I don't know how much more I can take.
I have screamed I have cried I have had things said to me that was unexpected that was out of the way.
I have loved to the point of no return I have given until there was no more to give.
I care until I cannot care anymore I am just drained I am exhausted I am burned out to no avail.
If I don't take a step back I am going to explode I am going to lose my mind.
Mentally I am shook Emotionally I am drained and Physically I am broken down.
I am wondering if I could ever recover only time will heal the pain that I am feeling only time can recover all that is going on with me.
Only God can help me in this situation because I cannot go through this by myself.
Overworked and stressed
unpaid bills piling to sky
lack of sleep daily
I hate it.
I feel numb.
It’s like I’m a shadow,
just watching my life go by.
I feel excited,
but I don’t feel excited.
I get happy,
but I don’t get happy.
I get upset,
but I don’t feel upset.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
It’s like I’m just…
Mentally checked out from life.
I laugh,
but it feels fake.
I smile,
but it feels forced.
I need help,
but I always joke
and never ask.
The only person I found comfort in..
he’s no longer there.
I feel heartbroken,
yet numb at the same time.
I’m not sure what to do anymore.
I need him,
but he’ll never be there again.
I don’t want to feel like this again,
but it will never go away
cause the voices always make it worse.
I need you..
but can never have you ever again
and I hate it.
I hate it so much.
You made the feeling disappear,
now that you're gone,
it will forever be there
in the back of my mind,
and the back of my heart.
I’ll always be this way,
and I’ll always hate it.
Eggs break and yolks flow…
Broken hearts remain entombed:-
Yet, both are yolk-drained.
She is hurt,
Time and time again tears of muddy rain roar out of her eyes,
She is hurt,
Love, pain, misery all of the wierd crazy facts fell on her,
She is doomed, further away she is like a sailor sailing towards an iceberg,
Wipe her eyes, no difference is made,
He existed once upon a time, his existence is dead, his existence trailed away,
The good, the bad, he was a combination of both,
He made her feel it all, and she breathed it all in,
Exasperated she was,
He wanted more of what he couldn't have,
She couldn't give him more than she already gave,
He drained her very soul out, sucking the life out of her, battery drained,
But now she's found a lover she can't live without,
A lover that makes her shiver without him,
Sweaty palms, irregular migraines a combination of both,
She was taken away, sweet dreams my beloved,
Let the stars twinkle above your head,
Listen to the distant echos
He led her to her death,
Listen to the distant echoes,
She is gone and never coming back.
New stage begins
Where I have to beseech
everything included, not just
Money, food, job, compliance
But even sex!
What is this phase?
Which is too hard to live on
What is this chapter?
Of my life, which crumbles me,
Deteriorates me into pieces
And even restoring it's shape
Will be hard to recognize myself.
You say, it is the very end
To the state of being drained
Into the books, you say,
Its the time I repay you all
Back, oh really!!
Reckoning all of this
Makes me go crazy!!!
Where is my life?
Where can I rummage it?
In that particular profession!
Or in another phase of my life!
Drenched in Incertitude
And you say "life is how it is"?
I salivate to turn it over
I lust for creating my own world
Where I can flaunt whole world
Meeting everyone green-eyed,
Just to live my world, and
Bawl on top of my lungs
That "life can be different"
And it counts on yourself.
I sit in there
I don't know how long
Seconds tick as if hours
I wonder what hours will feel like
Days? Months?Maybe eternity.
The water strips me naked
Covers me in a layer of transparent
The hot drops play me like an instrument
I feel them trace down every inch of my skin
Exploring all that lays exposed and camouflaged
If i stay in a bit longer
Maybe shreds of this skin will fall off
Can the water turn me non-human?
Will i disappear if I sit long enough?
I look down at the tiny pores which rest beside me
Is this non-human enough to be trusted?
Are they wide enough to suck all these feelings which have started draining out?
The hot drops have lost there charm
They feel cold by the time they gush over my feet
Did they break into the uncharted territory?
Or did they get scared seeing what lay underneath?
I sit there alone in the dark
Letting them consume me bit by bit
I wall off and blend along
I draw in with the current
I feel melted.
I feel drained.
I feel drained like a tree or plant without rain.
I dislike crowded places to me it’s a royal pain.
No need to explain the complexities of this brain.
Poetry I say to thee, who dare to question why
I refrain from answering dumb questions about the way I am or the way I feel. To be real I’m just
trying to maintain.
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