Lost Soul

don't lack inspiration...
Just finding at times the correct words to convey to the image of my soul,
fragmented steadfast images

Exploding my mind...
Yanking my thoughts, feeling like burns those left upon my hands from ropes of tug and war

The illusion to create snapped photographs that reflect my existence!
A fraction of a second given...
Slowly unmasking me
Barely noticing me Escaping the vision of me.

Vengeance exploding inside...
Riping away precious memories
Despair of losing you,turning
My world
My time
My space

Into an empty deception of unworthiness.

A fabrication of self validation,
struggling at emotions never knew existed!
Lost and confused...
Questioning my souls intent.