Lost Inside Your Lost Soul

I look at you. I no longer see shimmering hope. I see slaughtered faith.
I shut my eyes. I no longer see your smiling face enlightening my heavy heart. I see you turning away, and me squeezing my hollow muscular organ.
I wake up. I no longer see a day to live. I see another 24 hour timeline of drowning in irreversible despair.
I go to bed at night. I no longer want to dream. I want to sleep and never to wake up. But, too unfortunate there.
I look at myself. I no longer see a figure full of spirit and optimism. I see a standstill cold body with just flesh over bones. Sunken bare eyes.

What went wrong? Look into your heart. For once, look inside. If you do not find an answer, do not dare to turn back to look at me. Because you will end up finding barrenness only. Nothing remains anymore. It is all gone. Gone with the wind of woe.

Reviews

[William Liston]

I loved this poem. From the repetition of the word "I" to the vivid imagery, this poem was amazing. I enjoyed every word. Great job.

[Fahmida Mehreen]

At times, we cannot look beyond our own state being because all else seems blocked out by our own agony and pain.
Thank you for your appreciation. :)

[Shabeeh Haider]

I love the title. "Lost inside your lost soul". The use of words and phrases to describe the heart break and deceit is commendable.

[reinell]

i'm in the same situation now, like your poem. I'm lost inside my lost soul. Could not define what action should I take

[Fahmida Mehreen]

There is nothing heavier than carrying a heart which holds lots of love but you would never dare to let it out because of the skepticism caged around it.
Thank you for sharing your what you genuinely feel.
Coming down to taking a definite action, it is not easy. It never was. It never will be.