- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Lost
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Walking alone down a darkened path
With no light to guide me
Feeling lightly scared like a stray cat
With no friendly face to see
My heart is still like an open book
The pages torn and tattered old
Feeling numb with an icy look
The path before me being so cold
Softly I cry from being forgotten
Tears of pain streaking my face
All that is sweet around me turn rotten
My heart strings becoming unlaced
I don't know where I am
The path behind me unknown
My worth starting to feel less a pound
No guilding hand for weighing is shown
Am I lost? Will I be found?
Over my chest I form the "cross"
If I die I won't make a sound
I am just another soul lost
- COMMENTS
The_Misplaced_Gypsyover 11 years agoAuthorbut its because of how my brain works. I am constantly thinking of something off the wall, something morbid or something controversial. What can I say... I am weird.
tazz317over 11 years agois called a Rood, and you pick deep and controversial subjects to write about, TK U MLJ LV NV
HarryHillover 11 years agoone broken heart speaks volumes to the other
