Unfixed

lost

I'm tired in giving tight grips to everything that's slipping away
Tired in mending something that will never be fixed
Tired in believing that something real might ever happen
tired...

For once, I've tried to keep the broken pieces
Hid it in a box and put it in a corner
Waited for someone to come along and help me fix what has been shattered–

Nobody came

I got lost in the void of loneliness
I got drowned in the waves of pain
Floating in the vast darkness
Wondering why did I ever let this happen?
Had I once created a barrier?
But you came a long and broke it down
Then leave me behind

And now I'm helpless
Lonesome
Hurt
And scarred
Asking same question as I fall to the ground;
"Am I still going to be found?"