Lost And Found

by

Sekhem Psikor Strecker

I seldom fall asleep at night
For I'm thinking deep
Of the hole in my head

And when I try to blind my sight
My increasing grief
Leaves me for dead

So I make a tiny incision
To separate my mind
From irrationality
And all else I can find
I stare with intense precision
And tangle in the web
Of how you've never talked to me
I remember what you said

I find it colder here alone
And when I breathe
I remake the past

I often wonder why you are gone
For I believed
We would last

So I sever all connections
With realistic reality
Exploring deeper every time
And decide just who to be
But what is this 'rejection'
Never heard the term before
And what is this within me
Oh it's a scar I'm sure

I find it
I lost it deep within my soul
And I kept it
In a wooden box
In a hole
So I've found it
In the lostness that is me
But I threw it away again
Coz I found that
I lost me

So I make a tiny decision
To reunite my psyche
From preposterousness
And all else I can find
I stare with passionate abstraction
And snarl at the trap
Of how you've never listened
I remember what you heard

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Desert of the brave
by: Joyce Hemsley
from: Sunderland, England, UK

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