LOST

by Dusty J Schultz   Nov 29, 2007


I think your special and so much fun,
I can not believe its coming down to the question are you done,
My head is a mess and I can not seem to figure things out,
The problem is I do not even know what to think about,

I can not seem to figure out how to change things between me and you,
I just need comfort so I know what you tell me is true,
That I am your one and only and you do not want to live without,
But I do not see that happening my head is full of doubt,

I can not sleep at night because I have bad dreams of you leaving,
Then I wake up and this pain I feel inside almost like I am bleeding,
It is so unbearable you have done nothing wrong and I feel broken inside,
Out the window my self-esteem and most of my pride,

I never want to give up and say that I can not handle it anymore I am done,
I would regret too many things I would have given up the one,
The one for me that can make my soul burn and asking for more,
But the one also that I stand watching her back as she closes the door,

You know a lot of its me thinking into things way too much,
But I feel like you get sick with just one touch,
One touch from me to show some affection,
The touch so cold I feel alone staring into my own reflection,

I donâ??t know what to do SshallanI really am messed up,
And most of the time I feel that you just do not give a ****,
I feel sometimes you do not care that I am in the bed too,
Sometime you do not care if you even say I love you,

But I do not want you to feel like I am coming at you with spite,
I love you to death SShallanI can not really explain it but it just feels right,
I know me and you we can work together,
Live a happy life and have kids and do whatever,

A thought not very imaginable at this time,
When we are fighting everyday and on a very thin line,
Very thin almost ready to break,
A love like ours just tossed out of the boat and into the lake,

To float away never to be found again just because we could not work things through,
We are good people both me and you,
But can not be good together I just do not understand,
What I did wrong and exactly when you let go of my hand,

We used to be the perfect couple,
Living our lives without anymore trouble,
So happy and safe just laying with each other feeling all the love just from a stare,
That is not the case anymore it almost seems like we do not even care,

I will tell you this when I used to wake up in the morning I never wanted to leave,
Now the last few months with you I just want to cut my self and bleed,
Not to death just so I know I am still here and have not lost all feeling,
I have been so cold lately I do not even feel like I am living,

No embrace to come home to no smile to follow,
Just a bunch of problem and a night full of sorrow,
Home is supposed to be your comfort zone your place of rest,
For the past few months now I have failed the test,

The test of true love and how hard it can be,
The test to figure out if you are really right for me,
And I knew you were all that and more,
But somewhere along the way we missed the floor,

And by floor I mean solid ground,
So we can come to terms and find again what we had found,
So much true love without even a touch,
Something that is really missing or on its last crutch,

I am just so lost in what to do,
I have even prayed to god and asked him to help me with you,
I have gotten no answer to my prayers,
Just very little romance and a whole lot of scares,

I just want to talk to you and not through a fit,
But maybe I do not want to cause I know I do not have the kit,
The kit to fix me and you or the answer that we need,
I just get upset and fuel the fire that we continue to feed,

Not the fire of desire or compassion,
The fire that reminds you of what your UN masking,
Which seems to be a monster in your eyes,
Some one that does not love you and is full of lies,

Well I am not that monster you see or whatever you see,
I love you shallan and I show it if you do not you are going to loose me,
I will not live my life without kisses and hugs from my wife,
I am sorry I just can not do it so give me the knife and I will just get to it.

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