Lost not found.

**My brother wrote this poem**

I hate you now, so very much,
it seems I've fallen, out of touch...
On my knees, and out of breath,
I feel you coming, a touch of death...

You use to be here, on my mind,
now still there, too lost to find...
Washed away by anger, despair,
Its never too late to watch or stare...

You've taken from me, my heart my pride,
you hurt me so much, deep inside...
The pain I feel, too deep to find,
burning so bright, that i could be blind...

I hate you more, then i did before,
I hate you so much, i just don't care anymore...
Fallen so hard, to the cold, hard ground...

And now lay there silently,
lost but not found.

By Ricky Balkin