lost.

lost 
I am lost
beneath the waves 
of my own feeling 
wrapped in layers of worlds only I can access  
and cast aside like an old toy 
lost 
I am lost
in my blankets 
comfort made of quiet tears 
broken dreams
and intentionally forgotten memories 
lost 
I am lost
in my smallness
the insignificance
yet great importance 
I have to uphold 
lost 
I am lost
in this world of reality 
where talking is hard
yet writing comes easy 
and feelings arise 
from thin air
lost 
I am lost
in the motions 
doing things only to please people 
I feel like an empty skin 
lost
I am lost 
in the hazy mist of my dreams 
only sometimes returning to sanity 
occasionally bringing ideas with me
day after day 
till time seems but a thought 
nothing can possibly bother me
when I'm lost in myself like I have been lately. 

 

Inkpaw

VT

18 years old

More by Inkpaw

  • The Boxes In The Corner

    Looming over your shoulders

    Each stack higher than its former

    Every thought and every scrap

    Of an idea too scared to ponder

     

    Every moment that hurt

    Each minute that lingered longer

  • Inadequacy


    How do I push the words out
    From behind my taffy tongue 
    Thick with salty tears 
    And full of grubby thumb 


    I’m a child 
    Pretending that I’m numb 
    To escape the overwhelming feelings 

  • Paper Frogs

    Why

    When feet fall soft but quick 

    Does the hallway extend

    And the hot breath of whoever’s behind me feel hotter 

    Why do I stay pressed to the wall 

    Like a stubborn gruby sticker