Find me
Find what i lost.
It's empty .
It's finished .
Find me.
It was right in me, it was what I had before this... it was my life.
And now its gone.
I lost it.
It's my heart and without it I can not live.
Dose this mean I'm dead?
And if not why can't I feel anything why can't I just be happy.
Does heart brakes heal?
or does every heart brake become wores.
Why am I always like this?
Is it my turn?
Does everyone go through this?
"Anxiety " they call it.
Trying to make it sound less harmful.
Trying to make us forget that it exists.
I want to be found I'm lost,
Tired,
Week...
I'm everthing that no one wants.
The power of nothing is more powerful than the power of everything.
Don't wake me up.
I'm trying to find my way home...
And when I do I'm not coming back.
Find me.
I
Am
Lost.
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The days of wonder.
PoetryQuestions that are on ones mind empty thoughts and question that only come when one is alone. I'm a loving girl who explore life in many ways and I live in question marks. some questions are answers but by my subcontious mind. I hope this will let y...
