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Best Poems Written by Truly Lost

Below are the all-time best Truly Lost poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Crazy

I think I'm going crazy 
My life has been all hazy 
I've told my rhyme 
Lost my chime 
And I've lost my money, every single dime.

No one likes the word depression
Because it brings about such oppression 
But that is what it is, or is this a false confession 

But that's why I wrote these rhymes 
To try and get through the hard times 
Because life is hard, and sometimes
You just need to lie down.

So, I may be going crazy 
And my thoughts are a bit hazy 
But that is what it takes to survive in a world full...

of crazy's.

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Back By

As kids we learn to love and pray 

But some can have it all stripped away 

War scares left on the bare skin 

Showing the world of our sin

But some can be helped to conserve

The ways we desperately try to preserve 

To re-learn the ways to love and pray 

And to have all our troubles come abay 

To break open that blurry outer case

To live happily in this dark place 

As adults we learn to hate and lie 

But some can have it all come back by

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Letting go


I feel empty, but sane
A flower surrounded by rain 
Lost in my mess of thoughts 
From all the sayings I've been taught 
'Life gives you lemons, 
Make lemonade.' 
But just like me, the flavor will fade
'Patients is the key to greatness.'
But I've been waiting, yet I'm still filled with loneliness 
My life is boring and bland 
I just need someone to give me a hand 
To guide me through this ruff reality
And maybe help me gain some popularity 
But no one will come save me 
Because to save me it cost a fee 
One no one is willing to pay 
But whatever, it's all ok 
Soon I'll be truly free 
And I'll be lost in a light, made just for me
But soon, is not soon enough 
Because I'm too cowardly and stuff 
I don't want to give up and die 
No need for me to live in the sky 
Maybe if I wait long enough 
It will all come back by

Right?

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One big Scar

Look in a mirror and see who you are

Left on your skin is one big scar 

Meant to remind you of the day

You tried to put yourself away

Showing others of your sins 

Making you look like an ungodly trash bin 

Acting as a repellent to your happiness

Surrounded by people and their plentifulness

An ugly thing you wear like a crown 

Look in the mirror, it's called a frown

??

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The one-foot game

Bad people don't hide very well, they can't keep themselves from coming out to say hello. Eventually, they are caught. So, they make plans, let's call it a game. The 1-foot game.

What is the 1-foot game? Well, it can mean many things. You can be 1 foot away from a person, just in your grasp. You can do a lot to a person within one foot. Imagine the possibilities. 

Maybe it means that you have to be one step ahead of everyone else. Maybe one step behind.

Following

Hunting


Inside, everyone is a killer. There are no good people on this earth. Even Gandi had enemies. Is anyone truly worthy of this heaven so many rely on? I don't think so.

What's the difference between psychos and "normal" people? What makes you different? Nothing, one is just more accepted than the other. 

"Normal" people used to sacrifice babies to gods. cover themselves in goat blood. stomp on pregnant woman's bellies. Is that normal too you?

One foot ahead.

One foot behind

Watching.

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Madness

All kids count their ABC's 
But this kid could not learn with ease 
Made him frail, made him weak 
Laughed and teased every week 

Day after day week after week 
Taking it all, too afraid to speak 
When he threatened to take it all away 
They laughed and left him to go play 

Filled with anger, filled with sadness 
Why won't anyone listen to his madness? 

All kids sing there 1 2 3's 
But this kid could not learn with ease 
Going home to tell his mom 
Of how they threatened to strap him to a bomb 
But she told him to get out of her face 
For she has a liquor bottle in his place 

Filled with anger, filled with sadness 
why won't anyone listen to his madness 

Kids all learn to run and swing 
And this kid, too, could learn to swing 
He swung from a rope 
Made out of a coat 
Face drained of color 
For his mom to discover 

Filled with relief, finally ok 
All his madness finally drew him insane.

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wasters

Creepy crawlers
                              Cover my skin 

                                                             In and out 

                             My body within 

I hate the feeling

                            Of ants and worms 

                                                       penetrating flesh

                            My body, warm 

But I deserve this

                             Neck deep in sand 

                                                            Wasting away

                                 For this land 

I do not own.

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Damnation

We are doomed 
We will kill each other
It's reasonable to assume
We all will fall, one after another 
We slaughter the trees 
Massacre the animals
Cause we feel these are needs 
To not be cannibals 

Now I won't go on trying to prove 
How we are so doomed, because it's no use to you 

we are screwed.