Lost soul

by mysticalpisces   Nov 17, 2017

She is a lost soul,
searching for love
in all the wrong places
encountering those
portraying fake faces.
Falling for what she thought was real
spilling her heart over
what appeared ideal.
reality slices it's blade through the fantasy
causing a draining
emotional catastrophe.
She withdraws her heart from her sleeve
feelings of betrayal radiating
igniting a flame emanating peeve
all hope shattering
into shards of glass
cutting so deep
brutally breaking
what was meant to last.
She becomes colder,
but only to protect herself
Why bother giving it her all?
Only to be left in the dark
A constant cycle, deemed
will anyone ever be what they seem?


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  • 6 years ago

    by Crystaline Baumann

    I Difenitely Can Related to This Poem it Sounds So Just Like Me Couldn't Of Done it Better Great Job

  • 6 years ago

    by naaz

    Often, what seems real is just a dream.
    A fantasy of an ideal life, where everything seems to perfect until the blades of reality poke and wake us to show this world is full of fake faces, and everyday we have to encounter them because we are living in it.

    Somewhere in our life we all have been there in the dark, emotional catastrophe, that constant cycle of feelings filled with betrayal which remains the same.
    Each time it happens it breaks our hopes into much smaller pieces, too hard for us to put back together. It sharps edges hurt our hands too.

    We do try to suppress it. We depart to another place, silence, for privacy and there it spreads further causing more annoyance in our heart.

    Instead, we should empty our heart from all the sufferings we have been through, and the only way is to when we share our pain with others.
    I know it's hard to do, but it's the only way.
    Sometimes, we find right people in the wrong places and when we find those people who understand us without even saying anything, it ignites a flame of hope in our heart once again.

    Tone shows a continuous failure of dreams, hopes, and trust of a heart due to betrayal.
    Like taking a heart on the top of the mountain where the view is so beautiful, and then push it from there right into the hell.

    The content looks very strong because of its language throughout the poem.
    Though it's a very sad poem yet I liked every bit of it, but just as a reader or an admirer of your work.

    MP, the reason I found this poem among the others because I used to be a lost soul, but now I am free.

    • 6 years ago

      by Crystaline Baumann

      How Did you Become Freed this reply Can Relate to Me to She Did Good But, you Are Better Excellent Job

  • 6 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Great to see some new poetry from you; this is excellent. Really pleased it's nominated.

    Do take care and all the best as ever,


    • 6 years ago

      by mysticalpisces

      Thank you Ben :) it feels good to be writing again. X

  • 6 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    "She withdraws her heart from her sleeve"
    Great line! You've expressed that disillusioned feeling brilliantly throughout. Love it :-)

  • 6 years ago

    by Mark

    Beautiful and sad piece - of a continuous broken heart

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