Searching blindly for pain,
Trying to do the impossible.
I write what I don't feel anymore.
And blanch at the thought of it.
I swayed a long time ago, from the path of purpose.
It lies a myth in the dungeons of nowhere.
Make me stop, please.
I don't want to anymore.
It's all getting out of hand,
And I don't know anymore.
Make me stop, anyhow you know.
YOU ARE READING
Lost in me
PoetryWords from the deepest part of my blood red heart. Pouring up everything with each heartbeat. I'll show you my mind...but you can't reach it.
