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LOST

Lost,    
I can’t forget the fantasy I lived in,  
whether it came true  
I miss hoping for who I’d end with;  
We don’t speak anymore  
Unless you count the four  
time’s we spoke in    
the dream the night before,  
it’s funny how high you feel  
when you’re not even four inches  
off the floor;  
Stir crazy, Puzzled,    
Confused, and Conflicted  
Dazed in delusion, Spun out,    
Contradicted,    
Torn apart, Divided,  
Lit up, Clear headed  
but blinded,  
Past, Present, and Future  
opposing forces have collided,  
and in collision,    
I’m shattered  
and scattered    
after math of something  
that doesn’t matter,  
It never happened  
so why am I not laughing  
or why the laughter    
isn’t coming faster  
or why relief isn’t coming quicker,  
downing on a bottle,  
put me on the liquor,  
A can and a paint brush    
couldn’t paint me a better picture  
For now.  
   
   
Written by Rellik
Published | Edited 12th Apr 2013
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