in the lost

walking
for ages there is no relieve
there is no way i am getting any closer
there is no end in sight
this silent torture
this endless nightmare
still i continue
and in every day there is the question
why do i walk all this way
what purpose does it have
she will never know me
he will not see me in the eyes
they will not ever know me for who i am
and i
i can not love them as much as i should

crawling now
dust in my face
this horrid dream still did not end
flat on the floor
in the dry desert sun
all my body covered in sand
and my wings
lay burned where i fell
no food near
no reason to go on
yet it is not clear
i continue
without peace

starving
have not see nor eaten food
have not had a decent meal
can hardly remember
what was my favourite food
this is but dust and sand
and no candle light dinner
to return my good mood

trying to get up
as if there was any use
but still trying to pick up
that what is left of me
the pieces scattered and broken
no glue will ever fix this
no love can heal these wounds
and no lips that will ever kiss

walking again
for what it is worth
my feet blisterred
my soul worn
my spirit thin
and my love empty
for there is nothing
to live for
and no one
to die for
so still i continue
in search for pupose
in search for reason
in search for peace

running
at the sight of hope
at the sight of relieve
this great forgotten journey
will come to an end
but will it be love
that saves me
or will it be
my dearest friend

monsterverliefd
19 sep 2004 - meld ongepast verhaal
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