Love sucks❤️
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love controls lots what I’ve done but making stuff because I miss her still sucks. Made over 70+ song some good most bad. Made this one in one rushed night. Meaning I didn’t sleep for three days.
Title: Her
I sit in a room where you used to be,
Hair on my shirt, ghost next to me.
Tried to forget, tried to move on,
But I still hear you in every song.
The meds make me quiet, make me numb,
But they don’t touch where the hurt comes from.
Your voice plays soft inside my chest,
Like a prayer I can’t confess.
Without you, I fade,
Like a name in the rain.
I still call your name,
Though I know it’s in vain.
Without you, there’s no light,
Only echoes at night.
I still wait,
But you’re not mine.
I told you once I’d disappear,
And now it feels like I’m not even here.
I smile, I talk, I play pretend,
But it’s all just noise I can’t defend.
I gave you pain when I meant love,
Lost the only thing I dreamed of.
I reach in the dark, but you’re not near
Just my shadow, and my fear.
Without you, I fade,
Into the silence I made.
I still carry your name,
Like a scar that won’t change.
Without you, there’s no sky,
Just a world I pass by.
Still breathing,
But not alive.
You were the one thing that made me feel,
Now I don’t know what’s fake or real.
I hurt you, I lost you, I see that now
But I still miss you… somehow.
Without you, I fade…
I fade…
Still waiting for the day
The pain goes away.
But it stays.
It stays.
Without you,
I fade.
Dealing with heartbreak is one of the most challenging emotional experiences many of us face, and expressing those feelings creatively can be a powerful form of healing. When I read this poem titled "Her," I can deeply relate to the struggle between holding on to memories and the pain of moving forward. Writing or listening to music about love and loss not only validates our feelings but also helps us process what we’re going through. I personally found that acknowledging the numbness caused by medications or emotional overwhelm, as mentioned in the poem, is important. Although meds can dull the pain, they can’t always reach the core of heartache. It takes time and self-compassion to face those raw, hollow feelings without judgment. The line "getting over you no one else made sense until you and now nothing makes sense after you" resonates tremendously with me. It reflects the common experience of someone dominating your emotional world, and after they leave, you feel lost and disoriented. This experience echoes many who struggle with the transition after a breakup where emotional dependence was strong. One helpful approach I’ve used is channeling grief into creative projects—writing poems, songs, or even journaling daily thoughts. This outlet transforms overwhelming feelings into something tangible and manageable. Additionally, connecting with communities focused on mental health awareness can remind you that you’re not alone in your journey. It’s also key to remember that waiting for the pain to completely disappear may lead to further frustration. Healing is rarely linear; it comes in waves with good days and bad days. During difficult moments, gentle self-care like meditation, walks in nature, or talking to trusted friends helps ground me and provides light amid the echoes of loneliness. Ultimately, this poem serves as a sincere reflection of what it means to miss someone deeply, to carry invisible scars, and to keep trying despite the ache. It reminds us that while love can suck and leave us feeling empty for a time, these feelings are part of our shared human experience—and there is hope for renewal and peace ahead.
