Losing Myself
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Literature Text
Unable to write,
Unable to feel.
Just who am I
Because I no longer know;
I've lost sight of myself.
My heart's been spirited away to dwell
In some strange land where all it feels
Is the icy cold.
Please breathe your life into me,
Let me feel your sullied warmth.
Please, just for the moment,
Stand beside me,
Because I feel lost in my utter stupidity;
How could I have believed the lies that left your lips?
Perhaps because they were the words I've always wanted to hear…
"You're pretty.
You're worth it.
Don't hurt yourself because I feel the pain.
I'll love you, and stand beside you, when everyone deserts you."
Well here I am alone,
Abandoned by your cunning self.
I have nothing further to say
Other than
"What a stupid, foolish girl I am."
Everything in this poem is exagerated but I was just happy I could turn out a poem... Have I lost my talent for writing? Did I even have it to begin with?