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A Letter from the Lost

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by Caasie

by Caasie

A Letter from the Lost

Dear Love,

I am kneeling in the background,

Watching someone who’s supposed to be me,

Fumble around with my life.

And I am here, fixed to a wall

By the adamantine shackles and chains of my miseries,

My heart, drowned in my own pool of blood before me.

And I am just watching,

Not knowing what to do…

I do not dream of anything any longer, my Dear;

Not of the past,

Nor the present,

Not even the future.

I do not dream of life,

Nor death,

Not even the littlest of memories;

I do not dream of anything, my Love,

And it troubles me…

I am no longer strong, my Dear;

I have been broken down,

Torn open for the world,

And left vulnerable for all to see.

I have been shattered into a millions pieces,

And just like a stubborn child,

I am desperately trying to piece back together,

The two smallest of shards left behind.

But it is futile…

My Love, I know not who or what I am anymore,

Nor do I know my purpose in life.

I am a lost soul, left with no directions to follow,

And never in my life

Have I thought to need you

More than I do now…

My Love,

Please help me…

Sincerely,

Your lost Love