Lost

Lost is what I feel when his arms aren't around me.

 

Hopeless is what i am without his strong hands to guide me.

 

Searching for the what was lost

 

What was mine

 

He was mine...

 

Untill she came along.

 

Now there she sits in my life.

 

I am lost in the forest do to her presence

 

I have lost all but my fur and fangs

 

Lost with no hope of return

 

"Sylo" I hear is voice whisper from behind me

 

I turn, fur bristled ready to attack

 

And get lost

 

Lost in his Golden Eyes

 

With no hope of return

 

He reaches for me

 

And I run

 

Lost in my own fears

 

Lost in my own hate

Author's Note

this is what hapens to us psycho when we feel hurt and abandoned by our loved ones.

Reviews

[Sweet Little Bunny]

sad and emotional. amazing poem, and easy to relate to if you ask me.

[Silent Knight]

Very well written and a good read.

[quinfinn]

i like the way you put yourself into the persona of a she wolf , it is compelling and brilliant. very clever write!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Tragically born to those less fortunate to write in pen, a well versed prose, well done

[Queen of Fantasy]

Great job! I love it!

[*~DreamDeamon~*]

I like this one. Good job Missa!