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ARPITA BARMAN

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ARPITA BARMAN

Abstract Others

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In all my words,

I can never reach you, 

The sad thing is, 

I don’t know what I did 

And I’m terrified to find out 

That you were just like others.

In all my articulation,

I have never been able 

To express how much I need

Someone to just see me

As I am,

Or to just feel good about existing.

In all my thoughts, 

I seek connection,

Yet I have forgotten how to reach out

And link my hand with yours;

It’s so simple,

And it’s just so hard.

In all my cells,

I’m so lonely I can choke

People are but mere shadows, 

May it has always have been me,

The ghost passing through

With a heart full of broken glass

And an injured existence.

It doesn’t quite matter 

What I need, or what I want.

Because I fit neatly into the hole 

They’ve dug for me

And beyond that, I’m not a person anymore.

I don’t know who you are,

Please just hold me

Please just hold these pieces together,

I’m nearly there 

I swear,

Just for a few moments, hold me together.



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