Lost

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 04, 2018

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LOST

 

Before I met her, I swear, I was better
Is this what it means to be me?
 
I glide like the bird in the stories you've heard
But no place exists where I'm feeling so free.
 
Monsters so real, they know how I feel
Always knawing there, inside of me
 
Connections destroyed, now I just avoid
Love unconditionally
 
Even with friends, I've come to my end
Completely lost all of my spark
 
Only scared of myself not anyone else
Longing for walks in the dark
 
Can't pick up the phone, not trusted alone
This is no stroll thru the park
 
Like mental disease, flowing thru us with ease
Mother, you have left your mark
 
- JustTai ..Nothingmore
08/17/18


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