Lost Soul
By H i d e
Lingering, deteriorating, Eating away at my heart. You kill me without effort, Leaving the bloody trail of feelings and hopes, Torn, in your wake. What makes it so easy, So simple for you to rip the very life, The very soul out of me? The shell of my heart still stands, But for what? To remind me, Of the pain, the pain, now gone, For without a heart how can I hurt, Or love for that matter? Walking...wandering aimlessly, Through the desert, barren, where once, Once was my soul, where once, Once there was life, Hopes, Dreams. Maybe, someday, I will heal, Sprout new roots and grow again. How, With a space so empty in its vastness, Could anything fill it? But then there was a light, So faint, yet so clear. It led me away, Filled me with hopes and dreams once again, and it showed me love. 'Could this be my heart? Beating once again, In its place, empty so long, I had forgotten anything was ever there...' 'Show me back, Back to where I was alive. Back to where I was loved.'One of the only poems I've actually edited...this one took me a while to write. Written January 10th, 2002 © on Dec 16 2001 02:26 AM PST 10 • 0 • 8
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