Numb

Laying in bed staring at the ceiling,

the only thing left in me is this numb feeling.

I search for a grasp,

a grip,

a clasp,

of anything I could hold,

but everything is gone,

I'm empty.

I still search for the feelings of you,

but they have left my body, my mind, my soul.

The only thing left of me is this cast,

this mold,

just a shell of my existence in this world we call home.

I've been left alone,

you were my home,

now I will die alone,

trapped in this lifeless soul,

that you have turned to stone.

C-L-S

VT

16 years old

Poetry

By C-L-S

Anchor

That ship has already sailed he told me,
I wish there was an anchor on that ship.

I miss you so much it's making me sick,
I really need to get a grip.

It's been over a year,

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Poetry

By C-L-S

Bones

I got these bones in my closet,
too bad I forgot to lock it.

You will soon find,
all the darkness that's hidden inside.

I have too much to hide,
it'll seep through the cracks,

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Poetry

By C-L-S

Misery

You and me have something only I can see,
I have realized it's slowly killing me.

I love you can't you tell?
you're the one that I fell for,
but when I did,

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