"iost" poems
From the moment our eyes met
That fate-filled day.
That one day when everything fell into place.
Perfection.
Not even in the fact that I Iost that day
But the fact that I found myself in you.
It's as if I beat fate itself just to meet you,
Only to be locked on the other side,
Where I can only watch you be happy
Whilst I scrape together what happiness I have left in my life
An atom compared to the sun.
I believe I was dealt a perfect hand,
But I'm unable to play it.
As if I have a huge cake,
But no knife to cut it.
It feels as though I've won the lottery,
But it's locked in a safe
And the only person with the key is unaware of the gold within.
I'll still wait though,
Support you,
Watch you,
Be there for you.
The feeling may be mutual,
But are you willing to take that risk?
Dec 21, 2017
Dec 21, 2017 at 5:48 PM UTC
I Don't Know How To Get To You
I spent whole Day in My Room
Spare Me, Lady Day
I can't seem to Kick out The Blues
My Heart Feels So Heavey
Solwely Sinking
in The Depths Of Gloom
I wanna Write Long Love Letter
With Blood Pouring Out My Wrists
I feel So sad, Lonely and Everything
Is Nothing with Twist
I'm seeing Faces
coming Out of the walls
Joker Is Smiling On the Cross
I think I Lost My Mind
The Day that I Iost You
whatever They Told Me Came True
I don't how to get out my head
Nights & Knives Go Hand in Hand
It was Bittersweet
I wept All This week
You were The Egg
That I couldn't keep
I Dropped you like A Tear
Eden Eye turned A Blind Eye
Seeing you Drown In your own Blood
For I was To Blame
For This Cruel Frame
it was too late
We were already there
Beyond The Valley of The Dolls
Is The Valley of The Dead
She Calmly Spoke To my ear
Do You Love Me The Same way
That I Love You?
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 11:53 AM UTC
Picked up the shreds of my dignity
and pulled myself together one last time.
I scraped up the last slivers of hope and pinned them all on you.
Hoplessly Iost, I belived in you.
Only I traded them all in for this last betrayal.
Now there's nothing left
but my mind to drive me even deeper into crazy.
What's worse is,
there was no 'sorry' to ***** up my wounded pride.
Only a desolate lanscape where answers should have been.
I strain to squeeze out the slightest hope.
Welcome to my devastation
its all I have left.
As you aptly said:
"If you're not first, you're last! "
Enjoy the show...
Aug 5, 2017
Aug 5, 2017 at 6:26 AM UTC