Lost In My Life

By GothicBlack



All I need
Is a little bit
Of tenderness
Of kindness on your part
A sort of reminder
I just wish I could
Fit the mold of me
I just want to be
More like myself
Like I used to be
Were have I gone?
Can you find me?
I’ve seemed to have
Lost myself along the way
To my very own life
I’m a slave to my mind
What is going on
I can not see
What’s in front of me
Past ghost haunts me
Like a moth to a flame
But my wings
They’re shriveled up
And my brain can’t comprehended
What has happened here
The path I took in life
Has led me to this dead end
And I can not figure out
How I got myself here
At the end of my road
Its not a new beginning
But the beginning to my end
For I can not move on, beyond myself
I can not find tenderness
In a world so callous and cold
My life spun out of control
And I am simply the aftermath
Waiting for time to catch up with me
And leave me here all alone


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© 2006 GothicBlack
Published on Thursday, June 1, 2006.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: Do you share my exact thoughts? No, they must be yours, because insofar as I know, I am not able to write with such passion and poetic questioning. You are a wonderful poet.

  • mywristshurt On Tuesday, June 27, 2006, mywristshurt (408)By person wrote:

    .... this ate me up from the inside out.. you have such talent, i cant say that enough..you have the emotion and the sting in your poems that just.. just tear away at my heart.. this is one of those many.. good work

  • A former member wrote: "My life spun out of control/And i am simply the aftermath" Gods...I know how it is to be in this position. Excellent imagery. ~*Beth*~

  • Broken_Wings12 On Friday, June 2, 2006, Broken_Wings12 (4)By person wrote:

    Wow..in a world so callous and cold. I loved that. You are an amazing poet :)

  • A former member wrote: but my wings, they're shriveled up... much to say about being lost in our lack of understanding of who we should be. great:)

  • A former member wrote: You have summoned up all of my feelings this night in your words..props to you and your beautiful unrequited mind.

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