Jan 2018
Lost
I feel lost at every trickle
The water is cold tonight
The moment I went backwards
I realized once again my plans have been ruined
In the ruin I seek pity
Not because of the bright glare
Because of the glamour
Nothing else could feel this wrong
As my mind is wrapped in torment
I still think about my loss
How can I regain that trust back
How can I turn it back into a tune
Darkness in my thoughts
I go on with my day
I feel lost at every trickle
The water is cold tonight
The moment I went backwards
I realized once again my plans have been ruined
In the ruin I seek pity
Not because of the bright glare
Because of the glamour
Nothing else could feel this wrong
As my mind is wrapped in torment
I still think about my loss
How can I regain that trust back
How can I turn it back into a tune
Darkness in my thoughts
I go on with my day
First poem I have ever let others see. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of this community. This particular poem is about how I deleted another poem accidently and I am super upset about it. Hope you enjoy.
