Lost

Lost

A Poem by David the writer

Watch the time tick by
As my lips chap, and dry
I found myself in a dessert
And my face covered in sand and dirt

I can't find my way out
I tried not to doubt
But it's hard to think I'll survive
When I can't find water to stay alive

Maybe the world's trying to teach me
Maybe there's something I have yet to see
But am I just trying to make sense of chaos
Am I trying to rationalize my loss

Still all I can see is the yellow
And the teasing thought of tomorrow
And I feel like I can't climb out of a ditch
Payback's certainly a b***h

I took what I wanted without a second thought
Ignoring all the morals I'd been taught
I made friends, but I made an enemy
And it's name is jealousy

Maybe the world's trying to teach me
Maybe there's something I have yet to see
But am I just trying to make sense of chaos
Am I trying to rationalize my loss

A good thief wears a mask
But let me ask
Without people to fool
How good is that tool

As good as I was, I'm no good anymore
And what did I use that money for
Just to buy confidence, and a false image
And now I've lost my societal privilege

The world's trying to teach me
There was something I had yet to see
Now I lay with dry lips, and begin to die
I'm bitter, and regretful of living a lie

 

© 2014 David the writer


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