
Lost I am
The continuity of confusion is disturbing
Love I found
The wind has carried it away as leaves in a storm
I feel nothing but pain now
My heart clings to the love that has seeped out
Drip by drip a puddle forms
What had once been full teeters on empty
I cup my hand trying to catch my fleeting source of life
It trickles through my fingers
The stains become remnants of what used to be
Now they may be the only thing left
The only reminder of what I use to have
The days blend into nights
The nights blend into nothingness
A void has formed
Both without and within
My body is weakened
My mind dares not to be at ease
The pain fluctuates from my epicenter
It reaches every part of my body
Shall I succumb to this feeling
This tragic ending to a beautiful love story
What's next
What is my next move
My life source is steadily depleting
Time is of the essence
How has love failed me
I can't
I will not believe such a lie
Love is beautiful
It cannot end this way
I will sip on the flow of love that continues to leave me
For I must finish this race
I cannot stop now
I must find the directions
The coordinates that lead to salvation
Lost I may be
But I shall not fail
Crawl I must
But stand I will
Run I shall
The stars will guide me
I believe
I hold on to my faith
Love will be my vehicle
That leads me out of desolation
About the Creator
Archiel Amon
Visionary Novelist Celestial Romantic. For even in our darkest moment, we can surely find the light. Jamaican Born, Brooklyn Bred hopeless alcoholic schizophrenic romantic traveling through time and space spreading love.




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The hope of love!