Lost

A girl. Trapped by the "Queen" and is alone. Finds her love. Someone willing to help her fight for freedom. In the end, she is no longer lost and her mind no longer in madness. She is happy.

Lost

I stand alone.

I am left, in my own zone.

But will I ever be free?

The Queen stands before me. I plea.

"Please let me go. Please leave me alone. Please...let me be happy when I can be".

She stares sourly at me. What have I done?

I sit there. Alone and lost in my chair. I am stun. 

I can't move. My mind, in shambles.

I am lost in my own rambles.

"Will I find love? Will I have freedom?" 

Am I the demon?

Six years later there he stood.

Have I found my happiness for good?

We walked, we laughed. Then kissed.

The Queen's arrow has missed.

I am happy. Finally, I have peace.

Little did I know that it would soon cease.

Not for long, does my mind begin to break apart. The voices.

He talks to me. Calm me. I have a choice.

To be happy? To be lost?

From one end to other. From the sky to the ground I am tossed.

In the end, always he catches me. He has caught me and protects me. Lucky I am to have a path crossed,

with his. 

The Queen stands in disappointment as I run off to be happy and accepted. 

But I already unaccepted in the castle. So as I am suspected for treason.

For how could I be happy? For how could I disobey the Queen of Madness!

He has helped me. He has hope for me. He has been there for my sadness.

In the end, I know I will be happy.

For I am not lost when I am with him.

Author's Note

This is my first poem in a long time. I know its not the best or good. But typing and writing helps me to express my self. I hope you understand. I hope you still enjoy the poem otherwise.

Reviews

[albee]

poetry as process not product...write to right your soul
cast you verse to the wind... like burying hatchets

[wordman]

it sounded pretty good to me