THE LOSTPOET
Ask me any question and the answers, huh! depends widely on my moods
Ask me why sometimes I script broken rhymes?? Why my words take a left from my nomes? Why I look good on the outside but the thing residing on the inside is the devil incanet?
I am a poet not by luck but chance and choice and these messed up lyrics been given to me as a gift, not meant to be hidden but use as a tool to lift broken spirits and heart!
Look where being polite and soft got me at! Look at what they did to me! Look into my eyes maybe you'll see a glimpse of light in me. Feel the pulse of my heart, feel if its in there coz I dont and it hurts.
Anger is been my daily bread since, I cant remember! Pain holds meeting and I am an active member with ready paid subscriptions thats why it never ends, it never does!
They say life teaches many lessons, did it have to be this brutal? Do I even deserve to be in this battle? Feels like this is not my fight, its like am losing already and the devils clows cut into my soul,Everytime I fall!.. Its like a fantacy but I feel broken for real!
I tried self therapy but every session was crappy and caused me depression, the pressure in my head, too much to handle, the feeling in my chest felt like sliding my tongue on the edge of a sharp knife, what a life??
Tried confessing like 'Father forgive me for I sin' buh the clown listening attentively with cross hunging in my neck is just another human like me in the rest of them!
Father forgive me.
Before I call it endgame! I just miss the old me! The old me that felt nothing. The old me that never cared or cared-less to know who cares! The old me that got mad over anything and act so rough. That being is dead though and now the new me is what I am working hard to protect and love with all I got...
Don't ask why I hate too much? Don't ask what happened to me? Judge me what you can but the Lostpoet is yet to Lost
@collince
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