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Lost Soul
Am I a fool who does not see?
The truth of things, and let it be
Am I so far into the abyss
So blind to that which is bliss?
It hurts so much, more than I can say.
I feel so lost, can’t find my way
So many give with all their hearts
Yet it does not fill what is torn apart
I pray for those I lost along the way
My anger, because they did not stay
Be it friend or lover, they all the same
It brings me pain, it brings me shame
I am told not to make it persist
Forget, it is best they so insist
But try telling this foolish heart
Who seem pain is all it’s got.
I live each day and try my best
To still this heart, to past the test
No matter what the test may be
I have lost hope, and fail to agree
I am a man but not always conform
I am an idiot in how I perform
I am so lost because of pain
What I do, seems all in vain
I know what ails and makes me feel
I know that I should let it heal
I know too well this is not right
But I also know, hope is out of sight
Being away from those I love
Deepens the pain I try to hide
If only I had the wings of a dove
All would be within my stride
Pathetic fool, this is a fact
Those around me agree to that
But no matter how hard I try
What is within me makes me cry
© Vic 2012
A second chance
Rivers of tears, valleys of despair,
Little to hope for, nothing to share.
Forests of darkness, volcanoes of pain
With no way out, all efforts in vain
Wondering with no direction, no goal
A meager existence, body without soul
Life with a beginning, death without end
Conscience wanting, in every act a trend
So was the life of this man, paltry, humane
Felt he had little to offer, much less to gain
Or was it just hopelessness, a mere fallacy
In believing life was only twisted fantasy
When least expected, a soul of pure illumination
Would show him the path away from damnation
With her unselfish love and strong determination
Would sooth his essence, give him an acceptable allusion
Her beauty was not in her form but in her essence
Her purity of heart would come to make the difference
Her love from a depth profound yet gently calming
Never allowing her past turmoil to be misleading
He bathes comfortably in her warm embrace
Lasting kindness and true rampant endurance
He feels her resolve and need for satisfaction
In his arms she hopes to find a true revelation
Her eyes gleam with love and fortitude
Her lips a souse of desired attitude
Arms a haven of comfort and peace
And a heart of gold that will never cease
Gone the days of hopeless plunder
Now only makes him wonder
Gone is the sting of heartfelt pain
And so are the days of living in vane
Vic © 07 2013
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