Lost

A poem I thought of when I thought back on something that happened today.

Wrapped in blankets of despair
An endless tunnel, on my own
I've searched for you
But came back alone

Hours I've spent

And I'm still incomplete

Friends forgotten

I wander down the street

Hurt and defeated

I fall through the ground

Gone, away, lost

Never to be found

Author's Note

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Reviews

[stranger-n-life]

The 'journey' of the imagined self through life , looking for what it is in relation to other selves , seeking 'union' to become one , to be whole, to be complete ['again' , as-it-were] ... yay! - beautiful natural imagery here in a concise complete naturl package with compulsive flow ...nice :)

( the problem of course, what is 'beyond' the beginning and the end , what the cause, what meaning even time when existence knows not these limits ... so the self searches, and in truth can find that losing itself is more than destiny , that existence is whole, being i not divided into selves :) ... thought-provoking stuff )

[Sexy P3nguin]

A very touching piece. It has great flow and for such a short poem it has some nice description. I really like the analogies.
"Wrapped in blankets of despair"
Great write. I would love to read more of your work

[HorrorMaster]

Pretty I good I enjoy it.

[The Water Queen]

Hurt and defeated
I fall through the ground
Gone, away, lost
Never to be found

This stanza stands out to me. I don't know why. This whole poem just traps me in it's clutches and will not let go, but that stanza makes this poem worth the read. Great poem. Love the flow and the rythem.

--The Angel of the Earth--