FaKe

Fake happiness

In a dark world

Where my life crumbles to nothing

And my soul drowns in the unsaid emotion

Amidst the chaos of being me

My mind overloads

And slowly I die

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This poem is amazing. You are sharing so much of yourself. I would feel guilty reading it without giving something back, and as i read it this poem came to my mind. here it is:

There is no more warmth
I feel none

Why is it so cold here

I want a pair of arms
I want them to be mine
Whenever I happen to need them

I want a smile
That just to look at I become happy
And can forget about all of this

But I am here, and it is so cold

I can’t do this
Especially not alone

I am sorry Sara for telling people
But I can’t do this
Not now
Not alone

So much to do
So little time
But I sit here
With cold hands

And am so sorry
For the things I do
And the things I do not

We should live life in pairs of twos
Think of all the mistakes that we wouldn’t make
To not leave things up to yourself
For nothing to be your fault

You could always blame it on the other person

All I want is some warmth
And until that comes, how the fuck am i supposed to keep you warm?

Where am I going?

I don't quite know why it popped up, but it did. Take what you want from it.