lost (poem)

Am i doing this again?

I’m beginning to think maybe it’s become a problem

I don’t know who to turn to

Everyone has something of their own

I don’t want to add to their burden

Are these even my true feelings?

Is it worth sharing?

Or are they prone to change

One day I’m fine

The next I’ve fallen

I don’t want to take others on this ride of emotions

That even I don’t know how to control

Endless amounts of notes

I’ve yet to express how I truly feel

Word for word

Such big feelings

I’m not feeling

One day,

when I’m ready

But who’ll be ready for me?


Such relatable one. The only answer I could give you if you were asking a question would be Jesus.