Lost but not in the sense everyone thinks
Not lost in thought
Or an effortless reality
Nor lost in the eyes of others that seem to dawn on me
But lost in expectations
Lost in a fictional ending
The pressure is beginning to reel me in
The person I am
Not the person I parade myself to be
The one that lays within me
Where the heart is found
Curled up in a ball in a corner of an abyss
The darkness about to consume me
Lost is what I never wanted to be
But an event that happened inevitably
Lost in thought
In past mistakes
Regret that gnaws at my heart
Feeling that overwhelm my senses
And doubt that chains me here
This is the prison that I have built for me
Lost in the process of it all
How could I be so far gone
But I can be found
Not on my own but by others that are around
The ones that see me when I think no one is arounds
Lending me a hand to stand firm on land
How can someone be so lost but found?
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Pain and Serenity
PoetryA compilation of poems that reveal the dark thoughts that consume people. Thoughts that are never voiced. Antagonizing thoughts that consume a person that make them self-destructive. A mixture of emotional, mental, and physical conflicts that occu...
