u/Equivalent_Sun6647

Decisions made with hollow bones

Agony to fuel the empty tank inside my chest

I’m smoking up the room,
and all of the fumes are causing me to breathe in what I did to you

My bitter fruit must of tasted cruel

Sitting at the kitchen table,
staring at the wall, these frames were placed there by a fool

The love we had, now pictures from the past

Heavy reflections shine through stinging, scuffled, seething broken glass

All black and white,
the colour faded,
along with the smiling faces

Something sturdy turned to dust by one sick, weak, and grievous fuss

Picking up the microscopic pieces,
flames of corrupt, careless effection burned them up

Can’t grab what isn’t there

Try and try again while they all stare and whisper,
compared with glitter swept into the air

Can’t compare to my past self

My past self has wept and wept

The chance of crying over you, I don’t deserve that

Ripped away half of myself

Divine feminine flies away to patch herself of all the gaping wounds created by a gruesome, grotesque, guilty alley cat

I only care about myself

I crashed this plane all on my own, writing s.o.s into the sunken sand

Please send me help

My love, who am I but a walk in foggy dusk

Each step taken, dim and blind,
thought you knew what you would find

Instead you bumped into a sorry, sickened husk,
that mutters groggy, feeble, thoughtless, gloomy stuff

Shown it utmost bright devotion

Bit your hand, left a scar, forgetting trust and hopeful notions
spoken in the homeland

Edens garden turned combust, inflamed, explosions, all blown up

And now the longest last tormenting breath anyone has kept behind the ribs

No distress, but much regret,
as the ghost runs her hands through dirty, matted hair,
fingers tingle every spot inside my head,
causing visions of all of the things we did, anguish of what could of been

When I’m old and withering, the last I see before my death

I am just sharing but I wouldn’t mind some feedback. This is my first time writing a poem. I usually write lyrics (I know, I know, pretty well the same thing) so I’d love to hear everyone’s thoughts. Good or bad, doesn’t matter.

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/Ugmo2uh9ea

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/l5GDxCqTq6

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u/Equivalent_Sun6647 — 1 day ago

Decisions made with hollow bones

Context. I’ve put myself through a breakup. Stabbed the best friend I ever had in the back. Ended up telling her and now I never want to feel happy again. I want to live with this guilt forever. I’ve always written things down in my darkest moments. Wrote this in the psych ward a couple days ago.

Just curious if I’m any good at this. I didn’t pay attention in school, but I’ve always enjoyed poetry in the form of music

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u/Equivalent_Sun6647 — 3 days ago