Lost words

 
As I turn the page,
with nothing on my mind
Reaching out in air,
writing words I come to find.

Does it even matter writing down thoughts?
Who's to really care about these little notes I jot.

Can they make you understand,
or give you dreams So golden?
When I grasp this pen so tight
trying to Capture every moment.

Does my words intrigue you?
And leave you lost in thought?
Can you see this picture I painted
of love that you forgot?

Has your eyes now Finally opened?
Can you see my broken wings?
Have You felt my painted pain,
through the mask of scarred Up dreams?

I sit alone and write
pouring my soul on Each and every page.
My blood is turned to ink,
that Feeds all that I have cadged.

Anguished, I can feel the Anxiety building up inside,
pressure climbing out of Me
as I write down every line.

Helps to illuminates these thoughts
so I can see more clear.
Its open up my mind to say,
your better off with out me here........

By darkheartmagic

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