Lost sou;

Blinded by the love l had inside
My heart has been taken for granted
I showed up for them, but no one showed up for me
I hid myself in my little dark corner waiting for someone to rescue me
I dug myself down with guilt
Guilt that surrounds me each and everyday
Losing myself has become a part of me
I smile everyday but faking the smile is hard
I try to be kind, but my kindness is taken away by everything that l sees
I think about it every day, but my thought is taken away by guilty conscience
My confidence is taken away by my pride
But there's nothing l can do about 
I wish l was like an ocean that flows without any worries
But l being a human l flow with delusions in my heart and mind
I wake up every day but l still find the same shadow following me
May the pain in my heart flow like the water in the ocean
My tears flow like an ocean, but no one notices
I can never be a victim in any story as l am always seen as the villain
I pray that someone catches me whispering
The wounds may heal but the scars will remain
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Agustin Avatar
August 6, 2025 at 12:44 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Fleming Avatar
August 2, 2025 at 7:01 AM
Lots of adversity here, Lorraine. But still...underneath I detect a faint feeling of defiance...and in a positive way. Very nicely penned! :) john
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