Lost Happiness

Slashed and beaten from the eruption of being loved.
Volcanic ash flies as lava flows untouched, burning every
obstacle in my life until my mind and heart are forever more
scorched.

You walked into my empty room and took nothing but the
foundation and sheet rock from my only standing walls.
The rest torn by recent takers; users. My heart calls
as your eyes weep from the thought of
what you have done.

Nothing cries my now, lonely heart. Nothing left to live for.
These waves and clouds seem so very dull. My Lord,
what was I here to do? Did you put me here to show me
the true shame of reality?

Sound waves beat to eternity with the satanic treble and the
monstrous bass. Carrying my fear back home to the sad dark
corner of the room, is the never-leaving rawness of her heart.
Oh how it used to beat with intensity. Now beating with
regret and lost love.

No longer will I scrape at the long lost happiness.
It ends now my friends. It ends now my Lord.

Author's Note

cant really explain this one

Reviews

[Bhavya Kaushik]

This poem is definitely dark and full of the feeling of grief and despair. It seems like as if a person is so sad that he is not finding enough words to explain his sadness, and not the correct scale to measure his pain...so, he began to compare it with other substantial and also with some non substantial things of this world. And while comparing it, you have painted some of the very beautiful images here, my favorite is-

"Sound waves beat to eternity with the satanic treble and the
monstrous bass. Carrying my fear back home to the sad dark
corner of the room"

I loved the visualization here.

Also, the poem ended brilliantly with a very deep closing line -
"No longer will I scrape at the long lost happiness.
It ends now my friends. It ends now my Lord." - It really concluded the entire piece very well!


Overall a great piece of writing it is...

[Katie Snyder]

oh my god. i think this is my favorite piece. im at a loss of words.

[!!..Love..!!]

Oh! Don't loose happiness. It a just a phase of line and I'm sure life will give you many other reasons to smile too. You just need to change your way of life and then I bet this world would be wonderful.
The poem is really beautifully sad.