Lost and Not Found
I wake up in a panic; the walls are closing in
I can’t wait for the dawn, and the calmness it brings
Except not this time; I must have had a bad dream,
but I can’t recall it; it’s like I’m desperate, and it seems
the feeling only gets stronger; it doesn’t fade away
And I know it’s going to be one long day
Weighed down by my own regrets and fears
It’s like the rational part of me has disappeared
You speak the truth and I think you’re telling lies,
but the words you’re speaking are very wise
I’m just not in the mood to listen to you
You’re telling me not to look to
the past, for things that still haunt,
for the impossible things that I still want
I know that no matter how much I wish it,
nothing I do will change the way it played out, not a bit,
but even though I know the truth, I still work it over in my mind
Nothing ever changes, no piece of mind can I find
I’m lost in my regrets, I’m lost with the ghosts of yesterday
Struggling to make some kind of sense of the senseless, a way
of making amends for the times I was found wanting
Sometimes I find carrying the weight much too daunting
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