lost and never found.

to be loved for what I am has never been achieved

the child in me has learned and believed

with distance, I become more digestible

but the closer one gets, the more I seem intangible.

accompanied by loneliness

and the abysmal worthlessness

that haunts me into the sheets of my night

eerie and gloomy, it grows with the lack of light.

the silence gathers my tears

as the darkness garners my fears

and they call the ache that walks on my chest

a kind of pillow talk at its best.

words can only comfort the likes of me

as long as there is enough sun to be,

for at dusk the lack of any presence

means that love has once again chosen absence.

taking me back to the cold room of my childhood

where my feelings are refused to be understood.

the people I love go on and leave me deserted

with emotions in my little hands diverted

for with time, they wish I would forget

like the dawn that will come after the sunset.

midnight madness makes malicious merry of me

and at sunrise, what is there left for anyone to see

aside from the shredded hopes of my heart

that with each day has learned to fall apart.

yet I will smile and go my euphoric way

for I know I will leave behind this world one day.

awaiting one simple acceptance of love

I crossed between the fall from up above,

but here I will stand with my promises in hand

and with time as my heart bleeds into the sand,

the numbness will finally kick into my brain

and I will find myself living hand-in-hand with pain.

when hope feels like it is just a drop in the ocean

the vast suffering feels like it was just a commotion.

Art by Re°