Lost

An old poem I found hidden among my various projects. Obviously a depressed time for me.

Eyes on fire.
Love on edge.
Sanity is falling.

A tangled mess.
Kisses and arms.
Physical and emotional.

No one cares.
Except Him.
Both I'm sure I've hurt.

Water blurred vision.
Heart failing.
Soul dieing.

Where is the peace?
The white flag.
The comforting arms.

Will He forgive?
Will I forgive?
Can there be good once more?

Despairing.
New Life.
The hell I've created.

Time will tell.
Wounds will heal.
Love will bloom once more.

For now it's dark.
Cold.
Alone.

Lost.