Lost Soul

Smiles light up their faces,

The cold brings them together,

Their hands warm from holding on to each other,

Their cheeks rosy, skin a-glow,

Eyes sparkling, looking forward to tomorrow.

But there's no space in the light for me,

I'm pushed into the darkness, 

I try to escape, try to breathe,

But I'm suffocated,

Cold emanates from within my heart,

My face pale, like the pall on my coffin,

A funeral of my life,

But there is no celebration,

Not even mourning,

It's just the loss of another,

Who was lost,

Even before she was gone.

The sickening death of tomorrow,

Everyday is dread.

While they may forget,

My mind does not let

me to enjoy such luxury,

of forgetting the pain

the darkness

that led to my

death.

~Mariya