im here for the lost of words..
mind filled with thoughts i cannot share.
hands type the words i shall not speak.
my gestures show my deepest secrets.
pitch black room,
i hide in the darkest corners.
dirty, untamed.
confusion, with a bit of anger.
frustrated with every move i make.
the old days..is what kept me alive.
i remember every moment..
every bit of happiness i had..
you were what kept me alive..
i stand here, lost of words..
i pray for your well being..
Dislocated Heart
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-of-words-2/
