Lost

Memories faded in the middle of the twilight,
separating us from being entity in the night.
Why bother surrendering your lost winded light,
when you’ll soon see me a hurt in your sight?

My corrupted spirit bled day per day,
why couldn't you understand me in any thoughtful way?
You melted me since I saw you on May,
yet you split your freedom, without say.

My words truly mean what they always ever mean,
but they are not and will never forever green.
I'm sure my flaws you know you have seen,
yet you’ve shifted from what you’ve always ever been.

For some periods I have lost tears the most,
and I kept very silent knowing well your host.
Why do you shine me, the one you would boast,
when all I was, was just a vanquishing ghost?

Sometimes I thought it was all just an illusion,
hey, maybe I just overdid a diversion,
but why do I tend to always feel inversion,
when I indeed felt a similar reversion?

The mystery was solved and my will was bound,
but whatever goes round will come back around.
Deep inside I just wish to listen to the sound,
that I may finally land my feet on the ground.