Lost

I’m just used to being left in tiny places of nowhere That somewhere down the line never gets looked at And the ugly skies blush when you look back I’m honestly flattered she could love me, in my mind several thoughts Of loving her returned and the mental image Of happiness occurred, but I’m pretty sure she’ll leave me In the sunset of forever while I’m crying daisy petals on a cold shattered heart Then suddenly I’m being torn apart Is it a deadly cost, to lose yourself In love? Determined for a happy start, where does the dart go if you aim for the heart? And the illusion of what heaven felt like whipped past me And the devil spoke to me until he became raspy, Visions of heated winters that represented our love was picked up And thrown in little baggies Like the existence of us, was nothing. Soon, I was to become something, but without you, A tormented piece of me remained plastered and the story goes on, until death her lost identity was all that mattered. Written by Veemo Starr