A scary feeling, left open
Vulnerable, empty
Wanting to fill a space
Refresh myself, start again
left….
Come back
Figure it out
Open yourself
Find more
he was gone one day without me even noticing. he left the door wide open. all the breeze came in, bringing some air into the dusty room. he left but something remained. not the stinky half sausage he left behind, but the odor of life itself.
He was gone before I met him. He was long gone by the time I fell in love with him. We both were, really. He was somewhere else. He was never there. He was somewhere he wanted to be. He was an idealist, but none of his dreams were coming true. So he left, before he gained hope.
Hidden in the wind. The name of the spell the mage user had given me. Could this be? The spell that I possess, is the spell of legend? The one that saved the village? I ran back to the library with the book in hand, ” I have to get my pouch ” I thought. once I reached the library I went the spot I had left my belongings, Gone! It was missing! ” Oh no…” I moaned. If this spell falls into the wrong hands…
we’ll never have what we had, and whats left is not what’s right, but for tomorrows news I’d rather just get on with it. Sometimes you need a little head and sometimes you feel dead on the inside or maybe just lack of sleep past exaustion. But you’re gone and me too.
Three boys. They’re gone. Two are gone on purpose and one was a complete accident. Two weeks apart each. I’m pretty sure on a Thursday. Their deaths struck my town and everyone was hurting. Even if they didn’t know them. It was a sad summer. We survived because we’re such a strong community and came together as an even stronger summer.
She stood at the doorway of the light blue house. The wind tossed her hair across her face as he looked at her from the car. He turned away and turned the key. He wept all the way back home.
I reach up to the heavy stars, loaded in the sky. Just one touch and the ripple is enough. They are falling like shining marbles around me. I panic. It is all my fault. why did I reach for them?
There was always a pit in my stomach, the kind that you can’t really knead out with massages and medicines, after you left me. I knew you were gone, somewhere in the middle of my throat I knew you were gone. But still I could not really comprehend what that word meant. Gone.
What happened in those last few seconds will stay with me forever. What a fool I’ve been. If only I could have set aside my pride long enough to hear the entire story.
love happyness chances again whatever start all over again never too late always so many ways life sleep travel eat don’t hurt love risk be healthy sing. be!
One day my dog will be gone. I don’t know how I will deal with him missing from my life. He has been my very best friend in all the world. I wonder where dogs go when they die? I hope it is a place where he can run free and feel like a spunky puppy again!
i was far away looking back at home. i had no option but to leave. i was gone. gone like the wind my hair flew as i watched the midsummer light dawn upon the threes. gone like i saw my mother when she left me..But not gone in soul. i couldnt believe i was emerging into what i was becoming. because i was going out to
I’ve carried this burden on my shoulders for as long as I can remember. A burden of sorrow, of care. This demon that clings to me back, drilling the world’s dark secrets into my head, scattering any hope of light. But I bore it without complaint, because I held on to the belief that one day this shackling weight would be taken.
This morning you left, leaving your mess of broken bottles and cigarette ashes for me to clean up. You packed a suitcase, and I will never see you again. It’s just me and the kids.
For the first time in years I’ve allowed myself to breathe. The burden; all the worry and hatred directed at your facemeats — it’s gone. Finally.
My heart is gone, all gone. He’s totally disappeared. His heart has broken and mine shattered. There may be one piece in there, and I’m falling apart. I wish he was here with me, where I could pull him into my arms and just hold him.
She had been
All smiles up until
The night she passed away;
I’d visited just days before,
Joking, making sure
She had plans
To come and see my play;
Consumed with silent pain,
Still smiling,
She affirmed
The plan was on;
I never thought,
So selfishly,
She quick would soon be gone.
Gone was the way of the old world. Brought upon by the destruction of thought. No longer was anyone willing to stop. The breath had risen and fallen. The collective a sigh a memory. A single nostalgic thought deceased. But no one would worry for no one could remember. Empty and farther alone. Drifting into concrete and flourescent lights. Flickering away.
She left the night of the fight. he never saw her again. no one ever saw her again. not alive. they found her. they blame him. now both of them are gone.
That empty void felt when you realize that the person you’re infatuated with is gone and you’ll never get them back put simply, sucks. It’s a physical pain as well, you ache all over and your emotions are not at ease but in turmoil.
I wish I was gone. Then I wouldn’t have to face all the annoying people every day and have to live a life that’s not worth it. If I was gone, people wouldn’t care and I know that for a fact.
A lot of the things that I have loved are gone. I miss having the people, pets, friends etc around me….I wish I could have them all back again. It makes me feel very lonely that they have left me. I wish I didn’t feel like I took them for granted…
Childhood was gone, just like that. With every tear that fell I could feel the distance growing. No more lazily rolling around in fields of daisies. No more leaping out of trees or pretending to be a princess. No more believing anything was impossible.
As she faded somewhere between the busy streets and the salty truth-tellers bravely crashing against the pavement, my childhood shrank away.
everything is empty, everything is gone, nothing is here…not even nothing. the air is empty, the feilds are barren and the sky is void of color. nothing remains.
i’m gone and you will never see me again. I will not rise from the dead and i will not become a zombie. Sadly I’m not part of that era. Soon though, i shall awake from my slumber with the happiness of a thousand stoners
Gone. My chances were gone. Like sand blown away by the wind, like dead leaves floating down an endless river. Why had I done it? Why hadn’t I thought it through? Why did I always do this to myself?
I threw all of my clothes into the suitcase that lay open on my bed. I would be gone by noon, without a word to Eric or Sylvia. They had their own issues to worry about, I needed to finally sort out all mine. Though Sylvia had said I was welcome as long as I needed, I had always felt like a burden. I wasn’t sure how long I’d be away, just that I needed to be. Away, that is. On the next train to the city.
Gone. You were here but then you were gone as though you were a shadow in the night. You were the grains of sand slipping through my fingers as I tried so hard to grasp you and keep you as mine forever. But we can never really keep what we want and those whom we love will eventually be gone.
A scary feeling, left open
Vulnerable, empty
Wanting to fill a space
Refresh myself, start again
left….
Come back
Figure it out
Open yourself
Find more
gone,
without sight, without word,
no statement…..why
why, with the blood on my hands,
why with no heart and a hole
black, black as my soul,
now
he was gone one day without me even noticing. he left the door wide open. all the breeze came in, bringing some air into the dusty room. he left but something remained. not the stinky half sausage he left behind, but the odor of life itself.
He was gone before I met him. He was long gone by the time I fell in love with him. We both were, really. He was somewhere else. He was never there. He was somewhere he wanted to be. He was an idealist, but none of his dreams were coming true. So he left, before he gained hope.
Hidden in the wind. The name of the spell the mage user had given me. Could this be? The spell that I possess, is the spell of legend? The one that saved the village? I ran back to the library with the book in hand, ” I have to get my pouch ” I thought. once I reached the library I went the spot I had left my belongings, Gone! It was missing! ” Oh no…” I moaned. If this spell falls into the wrong hands…
we’ll never have what we had, and whats left is not what’s right, but for tomorrows news I’d rather just get on with it. Sometimes you need a little head and sometimes you feel dead on the inside or maybe just lack of sleep past exaustion. But you’re gone and me too.
And at the moment, he disappeared, it was like magic i tell you! he was gone, and no one knew of his where abouts. that was the day wendy and i
Sitting here alone
The door now shut, the air still.
Questions unanswered.
I walk across the room. I look down at my hand. A white ring around my finger. The door was shut.
Three boys. They’re gone. Two are gone on purpose and one was a complete accident. Two weeks apart each. I’m pretty sure on a Thursday. Their deaths struck my town and everyone was hurting. Even if they didn’t know them. It was a sad summer. We survived because we’re such a strong community and came together as an even stronger summer.
She stood at the doorway of the light blue house. The wind tossed her hair across her face as he looked at her from the car. He turned away and turned the key. He wept all the way back home.
I reach up to the heavy stars, loaded in the sky. Just one touch and the ripple is enough. They are falling like shining marbles around me. I panic. It is all my fault. why did I reach for them?
I was gone, wiped off the face of the earth in a single second. That explosion ended my life, my existence. It ended everything for me
Frosty air
Wet asphalt
Flickering streetlights
lighting up a dark silhouette in the
far distance
Soon invisible against a starless sky
Too soon
Gone.
There was always a pit in my stomach, the kind that you can’t really knead out with massages and medicines, after you left me. I knew you were gone, somewhere in the middle of my throat I knew you were gone. But still I could not really comprehend what that word meant. Gone.
Here but a moment ago.
What happened in those last few seconds will stay with me forever. What a fool I’ve been. If only I could have set aside my pride long enough to hear the entire story.
love happyness chances again whatever start all over again never too late always so many ways life sleep travel eat don’t hurt love risk be healthy sing. be!
One day my dog will be gone. I don’t know how I will deal with him missing from my life. He has been my very best friend in all the world. I wonder where dogs go when they die? I hope it is a place where he can run free and feel like a spunky puppy again!
gone
what is gone?
and what is left,
when you are gone?
What do i have,
and what have i got, when you are gone
i was far away looking back at home. i had no option but to leave. i was gone. gone like the wind my hair flew as i watched the midsummer light dawn upon the threes. gone like i saw my mother when she left me..But not gone in soul. i couldnt believe i was emerging into what i was becoming. because i was going out to
I’ve carried this burden on my shoulders for as long as I can remember. A burden of sorrow, of care. This demon that clings to me back, drilling the world’s dark secrets into my head, scattering any hope of light. But I bore it without complaint, because I held on to the belief that one day this shackling weight would be taken.
This morning you left, leaving your mess of broken bottles and cigarette ashes for me to clean up. You packed a suitcase, and I will never see you again. It’s just me and the kids.
For the first time in years I’ve allowed myself to breathe. The burden; all the worry and hatred directed at your facemeats — it’s gone. Finally.
like a glance from a speeding car, a childhood memory, a moment of dazed drunken debatuory, gone, gone forever…
My nan. My best friends. Him. How could they have been so close to me, close enough too touch, but not know where they are now?
My heart is gone, all gone. He’s totally disappeared. His heart has broken and mine shattered. There may be one piece in there, and I’m falling apart. I wish he was here with me, where I could pull him into my arms and just hold him.
She had been
All smiles up until
The night she passed away;
I’d visited just days before,
Joking, making sure
She had plans
To come and see my play;
Consumed with silent pain,
Still smiling,
She affirmed
The plan was on;
I never thought,
So selfishly,
She quick would soon be gone.
Gone was the way of the old world. Brought upon by the destruction of thought. No longer was anyone willing to stop. The breath had risen and fallen. The collective a sigh a memory. A single nostalgic thought deceased. But no one would worry for no one could remember. Empty and farther alone. Drifting into concrete and flourescent lights. Flickering away.
She left the night of the fight. he never saw her again. no one ever saw her again. not alive. they found her. they blame him. now both of them are gone.
That empty void felt when you realize that the person you’re infatuated with is gone and you’ll never get them back put simply, sucks. It’s a physical pain as well, you ache all over and your emotions are not at ease but in turmoil.
I poured spot remover on my dog. Now he’s gone.
forever
love already gone Kelly Clarkson country music gone like yesterday like all the good times
I wish I was gone. Then I wouldn’t have to face all the annoying people every day and have to live a life that’s not worth it. If I was gone, people wouldn’t care and I know that for a fact.
A lot of the things that I have loved are gone. I miss having the people, pets, friends etc around me….I wish I could have them all back again. It makes me feel very lonely that they have left me. I wish I didn’t feel like I took them for granted…
gone. like the blowing out of a candle, the last remnants of the smoke faded away. and the bite of smoke has left you with a memory.
Childhood was gone, just like that. With every tear that fell I could feel the distance growing. No more lazily rolling around in fields of daisies. No more leaping out of trees or pretending to be a princess. No more believing anything was impossible.
As she faded somewhere between the busy streets and the salty truth-tellers bravely crashing against the pavement, my childhood shrank away.
everything is empty, everything is gone, nothing is here…not even nothing. the air is empty, the feilds are barren and the sky is void of color. nothing remains.
i’m gone and you will never see me again. I will not rise from the dead and i will not become a zombie. Sadly I’m not part of that era. Soon though, i shall awake from my slumber with the happiness of a thousand stoners
Gone. My chances were gone. Like sand blown away by the wind, like dead leaves floating down an endless river. Why had I done it? Why hadn’t I thought it through? Why did I always do this to myself?
I threw all of my clothes into the suitcase that lay open on my bed. I would be gone by noon, without a word to Eric or Sylvia. They had their own issues to worry about, I needed to finally sort out all mine. Though Sylvia had said I was welcome as long as I needed, I had always felt like a burden. I wasn’t sure how long I’d be away, just that I needed to be. Away, that is. On the next train to the city.
Gone. You were here but then you were gone as though you were a shadow in the night. You were the grains of sand slipping through my fingers as I tried so hard to grasp you and keep you as mine forever. But we can never really keep what we want and those whom we love will eventually be gone.
He looked back into the darkness.