Lost
I am lost in myself
Bring me to life
her haunting voice brings to life
that desire
And then I begin to wish
to wish for the impossible
To never get lost in my own world
But to get lost
in someone's love
I have that thing called love
but every time my mind brings it up
I only wish more to be held
by something,
by someone more
I have to be satisfied
with a love I cannot touch
but that's exactly what keeps me up at night
just to have the ability
to touch that
that love
This bittersweet poetry
will not cure an illness
that doesn't have a diagnosis
My ache
my unsound disorientation
counts for nothing
because there is
nothing to be done
No matter how much I will it
nothing will appear
out of thin air
Can't I look back on love
and not have it come back
to haunt me?
I am lost in myself
Bring me to life
her haunting voice brings to life
that desire
And then I begin to wish
to wish for the impossible
To never get lost in my own world
But to get lost
in someone's love
I have that thing called love
but every time my mind brings it up
I only wish more to be held
by something,
by someone more
I have to be satisfied
with a love I cannot touch
but that's exactly what keeps me up at night
just to have the ability
to touch that
that love
This bittersweet poetry
will not cure an illness
that doesn't have a diagnosis
My ache
my unsound disorientation
counts for nothing
because there is
nothing to be done
No matter how much I will it
nothing will appear
out of thin air
Can't I look back on love
and not have it come back
to haunt me?
