a single shooting star

taylorkenna27

where is my mind

last time i saw it it was in the palm of your hand

and now im too weak to even reach the surface

each time i think of you i slowly rot away

how can you ruin my life when you're 3,000 miles away

and i still have hope although there's less than nothing there

i can't sleep at night knowing this was just a game

its hard to believe with the cuts on your wrists that you're rock solid

i've always had one foot on the ground

but i got lost in all the sounds in my brain;

i learned to just stop listening. 

i cant fucking look at you the same and that hurts, 

i can't feel my veins

a simple picture of you tears me to shreds

i dont want to feel anymore if thats what it takes

 

you can go your own way

just dont so much as dont cross paths with me

i know if you love something you're supposed to set it free. 

i cant decide if i even want you to come back

all these drugs are consuming me. 

my whole world has gone up in flames

so much to the point where its too bright to see

all of these little things that are truly right in front of me. 

for some reason i will never understand

and i will never forget

all the times i held your hand

even though it probably didnt mean shit. 

just a hand in yours

you swore it was nothing more

you really had me fooled. 

i can't even look at you it breaks my heart every single time

and normally when i write i never want to rhyme

but its something about you 

i think i met you at the worst possible time

back when i was sipping on coronas with limes

when the sounds in my head couldnt form their very own symphony

 

and everyone says it was you

but i still feel like it was me

i know everyone blames themselves

but i couldve loved you differently

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: taylorkenna27 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 14th, 2017 23:44
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 19
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Comments2

  • Nicholas Browning

    Love is a bitch. If they didn't really care, then that's that. Somewhere down the line they might realize they made a mistake, and come back. But you shouldn't wait for someone that chews your heart up and spits it back out. If you feel like it was your fault, then it could have been. You'll always tell yourself you could have done things differently the second time around. I don't think that's true though. Given the same circumstances, you might subconsciously do the same things over again. Don't sweat it. It'll pass. Just go through the motion, and when you come out, you'll be brighter. Best of luck. Keep writing.

  • burning-embers

    Excellent rant! Very readable and not at all boring (a fault with so many rant types).



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