Lost

How I feel right now...

Lost

When you aren't found

When you don't want to be found

That pit in your stomach that aches

Leaving your heart in bits

Crying out for help

But no one picking up the phone

Drowning in sorrow

Wishing I could escape this nightmare

But only finding paths that lead to more

The thing we call life

Feels more like what we call hell

You can be found when lost

But its how long after you're lost that matters

Time can go by quiclky

But a watched kettle never boils

You want time to tick away

So you can just escape all the pain

Love your friends and family

Always count the stones you throw

Becuase once you throw that last one

Your lives will start to slowly implode

Author's Note

Sometimes I'm in a mood, and this is how I can best explain it...

Reviews

[mr.cool.as.ice]

I remember feeling lost for a very long time. Middle school years was the worst. No one ever asked if I was okay for years but when someone finally didn't want to talk to anyone. I liked this poem not only I could relate but it also hit home.

[AllauraRose]

Thanks for your feedback! I understand how you feel and it is hard when no one seems to care and you want people too, but once they do you don't want help anymore you just want to be alone.

[mr.cool.as.ice]

Exactly! It went on for so long and I just wanted to be left alone.

[Byron Patterson]

This is a very interesting poem, for lack of a better word. The only problem I have with it is that is seems like it leaves much to be desired. I would have loved to see another stanza, or maybe just another line that expands on the last one. Everything is very vivid and gels together quite nicely.

In other words: What's there is great, but it's what I wish was there that hurts this poem. None the less, this is a solid, deep, and reflective poem. Very well written!

[AllauraRose]

Thanks for your feedback! I will see what I can add to it!

[AllauraRose]

I added to it, hope you like it.