Lost

Lost
By AJ O’Brien.

Self inflicted pain
beneath a haunting tune,
can’t turn down the volume
it’s far too soon.

And blindly stepping
from a bridge a distant hue
wearing tears of shame
as she does what she must do.

Slipping through emptiness,
she fell among the dead,
drowning in forgotten words
that no one ever read.

Author: incarceratedshadows

Hi there. My name is Alan and I live in London, England. I enjoy writing Dark poetry and Flash fiction. Please do come and visit. You're more than welcome.

35 thoughts on “Lost”

  1. Some poetry, when you read it, there’s instant identification. Not necessarily with the specific circumstances. With the underlying emotions – the source of (the) pain. Really like this πŸ™‚

    Thank you for coming by my blog. If you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have discovered yours!

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  2. Your writing never disappoints. Wow. Your insight into personal, private pain is so vivid as to make that irreversible moment the reader’s own (yet without the permanent consequence). Your hard work is our reward.

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      1. I’ve been reading your poetry for quite some time now, and all I can say is that your instincts are always spot on. And you have a way of making very profound points with just a few well-chosen words. I wish I could do that, but meanwhile, I enjoy reading yours!

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