Lost

by David Marshall   May 2, 2006


I'm sick and tired of waiting.
Buried in silence.
It ends with a heart beat.
She waits for my words,
as I wait for hers.
I've said every feeling,
every thought,
In every possible way,
deep from my heart.
Loves comprehension is too great for her.
Her doors are shut,
when I open myself to her.
Her eyes are closed,
when I show her I care.
She has the power to end it.
She has the power to make me happy.
She has the power to make me cry.
She has my heart,
she controls my soul.
She chooses silence.
Love dwells in my life,
looking for my next weak spot.
It fills me with hope.
Then cuts me down.
I'm lost, nor can light or so called love find me.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Whisper

    David, that's so sad. But very good :) I liked it a lot. You know i'm always here for you, right? You sould know that after all this time. It's really a good poem, I just hope that everything isnt always crappy... You deserve the best

    Love Always
    ~Casey J

  • 17 years ago

    by Sarah Ann

    Wow that was so incredibly sad. A tear jerker. I don't know what else to say about your poems, all of them carry the same perfection honestly.

    "Her doors are shut,
    when I open myself to her.
    Her eyes are closed,
    when I show her I care."

    Those lines were stunning to me for some reason, since I feel I could relate to it so much and I really understand where you are coming from...Never give up writing, you will always shine. 5/5 xxx

  • 17 years ago

    by Fallen~Tears

    Awwww.. all your poems that ive read are so sad and seem to be about the same girl.. im so sorry.. i can so relate.. things get better hang in there 5/5

    ~!*FallenTears~!*
    ~!*Meaghen~!*

  • 17 years ago

    by Bridgette

    Aww.. this is so sad. I could relate to it in so many ways. I love your poems.. they are so amazing and really sound like you wrote them straight from your heart. Another amazing poem. Great job on this!

  • 18 years ago

    by Alex Marlatt

    Good job, just remember, whenever you feel like sh*t you can always talk to me man. I know alot of how you feel. Just remember that if you ever need someone to talk to, there are hotlines you pay to talk to... lol jk just come to me I will try my darndest to help. :)

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