The empty chair

This poem is from Anthony Padilla’s POV to Ian Hecox.
It’s an AU poem, based on a sketch from Smosh: Live.

Anthony might or might not share the opinions found in this poem.

The empty chair,
you left it, and me, behind
Here I am, all alone,
there are too many to find

The empty chair,
it’s always been your throne
But a game has you hooked,
you’re always on your phone

The empty chair,
I miss the past, I admit
Turn it off, you’re addicted,
someone had to say it

The empty chair,
I don’t feel lonely anymore
I’m glad you realized,
that your life became a war

Don’t get used to it

Don’t get used to it,
I tell myself, once again
But it’s too late, I admit,
this sadness won’t remain

Headline after headline,
as if the world is screaming
Tomorrow, the sun will shine,
as if we’re only dreaming

Don’t get used to it
but each time, it’s even less
I repair myself, bit by bit,
so many gone, it’s a mess

Grace is gone

The poem is from a girl’s POV.

Grace is gone,
they say she won’t return
Now, I’m all alone,
it’s useless, still I yearn

Grace is gone,
she couldn’t fight no more
I tried my best, I promise
but she chose to lose the war

Grace is gone
but her heart wanted to beat
Had years left to breathe
but she felt incomplete

Grace is gone,
she left by her own choice
I begged her to remain..
oh, how I’ll miss her voice

If you weren’t in my life

The poem is from Anthony Padilla’s POV to Ian Hecox.
Anthony might or might not share the opinions found in this poem.

If you weren’t in my life,
where would I be, what would I do
If YouTube existed in that world,
would I be a YouTuber without you

If you weren’t in my life,
Smosh wouldn’t exist in any mind
Who’d be there, like you are now
and would he be just as kind

If you weren’t in my life,
would I be as happy as you make me
I’m glad I spend my days with you,
in a life that I never could foresee