What's Loss

Where is the part that I've loss, Was it real or was it false. Could it be me or another lie, It's eating me till I wish to die. A sad shadow of what was, I tryed but it wasn't enough. Claiming what is left of me, Always fighting to be free. The truth is the emptiness Within that causes me to miss; A kiss, and the bliss of love. An all to known part of; A root, a part of my heart; Drops and falls to peices. Hope, a vellain to the crisis. I'm lost in the dark, alone With the silenced cries, moans; Flown away with what was best. See this is all that was left! Attests to another test from God, Wasn't passed on, so spoil the rod. I confess the rest, till I regress, But this pain never seem to be less. I guess, I'll suffer and never be free, This world took the best of me...