Taken

Just in case I just stop writing my poetry check my thoughts because some how some where I had forgotten my pain My pride My heart and soul I’m alone. Loveless, I should be and feeling even less because my tears stopped. The ademption of my emotions may be lost in what’s left of my heart. I’m begging for someone to understand but… I’ll just sit back and figure it out myself. My mess It’s all right…my excuse, as I speak those words through my lips. I heard it clear. I sit back and invalidate what’s been told to me several times that I have lost count and visions of things that I thought were positive, really wasn’t. Let down like the people in my life as I still sit and fight for what I believe in….and I’m waiting… What could it be, no vivid dreams of mine to be explained only to mislead others. I understand me, that’s all that matters. Even then it’s a mystery to me but this is who I am just someone who needs to be taken away.