Stories
Nothing is what it seems.
Every day my heart breaks a little more.
A few times a day I tell myself that the stories that take root in my head,
just like the dreams,
are nothing more than figments of my imagination.
With a head full of cobwebs,
I drag myself through life.
I couldn’t care less about anything.
I say nothing, but I feel.
Feeling is a sign of life
I clearly feel too much.
Be glad you’re alive
What an empty phrase.
The emptiness is all-consuming.
Sometimes when I think of you,
a smile appears on my face.
When I hear your voice,
my heart sings.
But....
As soon as you fall silent,
another large piece breaks off.
I trace the lines of your face.
Is this the sound of love?
A final kiss.
I say it for the last time
Whisper those words you cannot hear.
This is the last time I’ll respond, when you make yourself heard.
I put the finishing touches to it,
put everything aside and...
Leave.
Prompt: see title
18-4-2026
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This is a beautiful poem, I feel like it was written for me. Sometimes, many times I feel a deep and constant emptiness that makes me question the reason for my existence.
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If you ask me, we all suffer from that emptiness, and it is normal to ask ourselves several times a year what the meaning of our lives is. What is it we are leaving for? Is there a purpose?
I tend to believe there is none. It's human to think so, no animal would break its brains about the meaning of life, it is just us who make the suffering less.
Some say it is to improve your life, live through all the astrological months, gather experiences till you reach the highest level (it sounds like a game).
If our lives and ends are decided beforehand there's no need to worry or care at all since it is as it is.
Reading is great, so is working at ourselves and avoiding to be abused. Try to avoid thinking too much and too deep it makes more miserable.
It is hard to sleep with a heavy heart...
We can write poetry it is what I miss here.
A big hug to you from a cold place!
Loneliness will increase daily due to: a lack of like-minded people, a lack of one single person with brains to talk to who is trustworthy and the impossibility of being alone and creative. Humankind is easily bored.
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It has to be this way, even though it's hard to live this life, trying not to look at the world's calamities, trying not to get scammed or hurt by trying to be a good person. It's not that I consider myself good, but at least I try not to harm anyone. It's a good thing I didn't have a humanities background; if I'd had philosophy in my curriculum, I'd probably be more dissatisfied with life, haha. Anyway, I think your advice is very good. I'll try to write more and not worry so much, even though the future scares me.
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I feel this one. Especially on the days when I question my own existence
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The sound of love... I'd better not say anything, I don't want you to be upset with me.
Love is a feeling I literally run from, and boy, do I run fast, the product of years of practice.
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