Do You Laugh At Me?


Around me fading color and shape
Leaving me – emotion mixed with nerves
To where existences is also a question
I’m becoming unknown
Even who I was

I don’t know where I must go
Where I am now
I got bored in reality
I’m alive for the darkness
The shimmer which I hold
In my breaths glowing doom

I want to disappear into
Flickering wisps like smoke
Surviving, hiding
Turning off the sound of heartbreak
Killing breath and nerves on the edge

I’m not able to look at anything
Nor listen
The dream I loved, broken up
I am confused because I
Have forgotten how to feel sorrow

I have forgotten
Your taste which I memorized
I have forgotten
Your gasp that I heard
Yet why are my cheeks wet?
Why is my heart sore?
Do you laugh at me?

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

8 thoughts on “Do You Laugh At Me?

  1. Annie: This piece struck such a strong chord. I found myself taking your poignant words and putting them to page. There is no disrespect intended, just tribute paid. I bow to your writing. – Stephen

    Becoming is inevitable,
    Existence is but a dream.
    The birth of who you are

    Feeling lost in this place
    Darkness stirs the taste
    In a breaths shimmer

    Heartbreak hides a breath
    To the edge of nerves
    Surviving, hiding

    Blind to the dream I loved
    Lost in feelings of sorrow
    Forgetting how to feel

    The taste is gone,
    Forgotten in gasps unheard
    In tears wept

    A heart breaks
    In fear of laughter
    As I miss you

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