Lost…

A dark cloud hovers over me; I am lost in my thoughts

Only silence I can hear, I am in no mood to rhyme

A constant companion is by my side, it is misery
I fear I have lost something that is priceless to me
Ignorance is not always bliss, today she walks away from me
Her words return to my heart, which pains me more
I have no reason to complain, I perhaps deserve the pain
I failed to see her thoughts, though they were before my eyes
I let her down, she may forgive me but not I
I broke something, for which I did care so deep
A mirror once broken, cannot be the same ever again
Alike are these wounds, once made can never be forgotten

Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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