mrnetgear

My flame is burning out

Kategori: Allmänt

 
 
I'm on the breaking point, so much time of talking.
45 days of me taking the initiative
45 days of me texting you first.
45 days of me, trying my best.
I look at my screen every other minute, hoping for a text from you.
That you might answer from an old message you have not seen yet.
My hope is dwindling, my flame of ambition is flickering, soon going out.
You have your past demons to deal with, i have mine.
If anyone would understand, it would maybe be me.
Atleast say something, don't leave me in the dark, not knowing anything.
I have been left before, it hurts.
But it hurts more from you, since I never got a chance.
My last flame of hope is dying, being consumed by the cold reality. 
 

What do i do wrong?

Kategori: Allmänt

I sit here alone, looking at my dark screen.
waiting for a notification from you.
something, anything, hoping for you to take the first step one day.
is it me? my selfrespect is eating me alive, slowly consuming me in doubt and darkness.
was my last just a fluke? 8 years of lies and deceptions? maybe.
i was happy, skeptical but happy. someone was out there, maybe for me? a friend? a lover?
I am getting old, i dont know how this works anymore, my view is twisted and wrong.
I am looking at my dark screen, waiting for a message from you.
my darkest fears are consuming me, telling me this is my reality, my life.
Like dried leaves in the wind, spent, trash for nature, rotting down in the soil.
waiting to stop existing in this world, unnoticed by everyone.
I sit in darkness, hoping you would light my world.