Thursday, March 15, 2012

LOST...

Questions shallow but constantly burrow
Change I dread, but the adventure like arrow
Been long lost in the depth of my sorrow
Many fulfilling happiness I tried to borrow


My heart is dead still, shocked, unmoved
Blood streams of emotion long done removed
Painful and weary, my kindness all used
Accustomed to agony and heart confused


I'm down, deeply down and I ask
Why then do I struggle with this task?
The truth of  affection behind mask
Prints I see, like on a confetti damask


My innocence knew nothing, felt something
Sharper than a dagger, the thrust left haunting
Pure naivety misplaced in hands of beast hunting
I cry yonder for release of mind hurting


I'm lost, darkly lost and I secretly hope
That I be found by Grace to really cope
Light I crave to calmly walk this rope
And this pain erase and forever elope.


Live, Love, Laugh
 Kaylove.