Forever lost...

Is like a whole,

It makes you numb

It dries your soul

It stabs your back.

A shadow watching

always moving.

Is the capacity I am losing

A grave of ideas, each one I know

The stories, the love, the pain, untold.

When it breaks, it takes it all

My power to put word to word,

To grow...

To grow into my God-given purpose

To write, to feel all in one sentence.

I hate the emptiness,

The mist, the shadow, the glare, the chaos, the dust, in dead

in dead my ideas rest.

They rest in notighness

supreme

I should believe, I should retreat.

From being me, cuz` I forgot

That me that`s writing

Is lost

Alongside Ravens I remain,

In this deep winter of a day

I wish for this fire to burn,

I wish for the words, for the imagination to run

To run in my head and my soul

Because it will kill me when I grow old.

I lost one part of my soul,

not eternal.

I lost what i thought will last

forever.