Lost

• Artist: raothelastofmykind
• Description: I wrote this besides an oak tree I used to visit a lot. It meant quite a bit to me to write this. And also it took a lot out of me. But please don't judge it to harshly. This one is actually based ion events in my life.
• Date: 07/16/2010
• Tags: lost

Sitting by a tree that shades from the sun.
Back to the place where the battle first begun.
I take a look out over the lake.
And see the place where I did break.
We stood on opposite sides, just her and I.
The victor was whomever didn't cry.
Words thrown out like cannon fire.
Hitting in places where the wounds would be dire.
Tongues lashing like sharpened swords.
Cut the last of our relationships cords.
And I again I sit where the battle first begun.
Crying in sorrow for neither truly one.