I'm lost.
everyday my mind, soul and thoughts
are dragged to the deepest and darkest
corners of the world.
The corners where love is something
that is celebrated and cherished.
The corners where love is not found,
and is something that is envied.
The corners where happiness is
something that is found everyday
and is present in everyone.
The corners where happiness is puzzling
and is lost
never to be found again.
And sometimes,
I think about myself
I wander the deepest
darkest, corners of my mind
shivering as I look into the
corners that hold no sunshine
The corners that plead for
some ray of light to shine through
or some sliver of happiness
The corners that scour the darkness
finding fake smiles to plaster over
the never-ending frowns.
The corners that are still mending from
the last heartbreak and are
still trying to figure out how
to love or trust someone else.
The corners that are puzzled,
confused as to why I cannot love
someone else, the parts that
want to love, but can't.
I'm lost.
And I'm waiting for someone to find me.
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Starry Nights & Budding Flowers
PoetryPoems for various kinds of hearts. Whole, broken, mending or innocent.