That familiar feeling
the taste
of salty tears
and broken dreams
of failure
of loneliness
of spiralling down
into oblivion
a blip on the radar
of everything
and everyone
No one.
No sense
Nonsense
Desperation
Helplessness
That familiar feeling
of life.
4 comments:
Wrote this in less than a minute. Clearly, things are not right in my head.
* gives props for support *
for what its worth, i dunno how you could possibly be just a blip on anyones radar pseudo.
being lonely sucks so much =/
* hugs *
Never have I read a poem so hauntingly helpless.
Makes me seriously wanna come there and give you a hug.
I love the ending stanza.
Thing's aren't really supposed to be right, are they? :(
I loved how you've translated that feeling into words... and like Dili said, nobody who knows you will consider you just a blip...
*HUGS*
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