Lost

Here's something I've never done: publicly sharing one of my poems.
Its not the longest, and probably also not the best piece I've written but as i've said in my previous post, sometimes you just have to start small and work your way up.
So here it is:

Lost

Wandering through endless nights

Searching only for the day

Yet our blackened hearts obscure all lights

That could guide us on our way

As we strive for what we cannot reach

Ripping open endless seams

Creating gaps that nothing seems to breach

Are only hollowed deeper by our dreams

Dreams that allude only lies

False hope and false perfection

While we shut our eyes

While we part from lives reflection

As I have said before, sometimes we chase this unreachable state of perfection up to a point to where it breaks us. It leaves us blind to the things that really matter, the things we already have and those that will never leave us and if we don't take a step back we'll forever be blind.