Introduction: Following here is a beautiful piece by my old friend with a beautiful heart and artist in growing, Dutchy. This writing is featured here at this blog for 15 days. If you love this writing and you want to send encouraging words to him, please message me or email me and I'll forward it him. Thanks!
I’m losing it,
Never had it,
How can I lose it,
I feel empty.
Why am I empty,
I feel alone,
What made me feel like this,
Trust, love, joy
Aren’t those happy words?
Not if I lost them
Get them back
I can’t hold them.
What if you practice?
Where would I begin,
The hope I have
Keeps breaking off
All I feel I do is sin.
And even though
I don’t praise the Lord!
Feels like now
My life begins,
I thought I had
control of it,
But I’m still lost
It seems.
The meaning of trust,
That we learn in life,
Is that we can almost depend,
Depend on a partner,
A brother,
A mother,
A person that
does not pretend!
The meaning of Love
Is that it’s good, warm, and exciting
My meaning of love; is lies cheats it’s all
Horrifying!
I keep on pushing on,
I keep sharing my love,
I keep on staying strong,
But its never enough.
I was boring being,
Too good,
Too friendly,
Too nice,
Never putting up a fight.
Because why should I?
Isn’t love supposed to be
Good, warm, and exciting
Instead no I should be
A dick, ruthless and denying
On what I cannot agree.
So that got me thinking
Is there love in this world
For me?