The Life That I Lost


Thoughts alone couldn’t fill this space,

This emptiness in my soul.

I crave that I could find a trace

Of what could make me whole.

I grieve the lost existence

That I have sadly come to see.

This life that I am living:

This life…It isn’t me.

I delve into the matters

That need to be complete.

But, to focus on these nonchalants,

Is admitting my defeat.

Where is that spark that can bring me to life?

Is it buried too far underground?

I cannot help but dream away

The life I never have found.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s