Lost Spirit

I understand that I can’t look at him.
I can’t feel anything for him other than hate.
No weight has lifted like a wing,
Is it good or bad to forget?

Some say there is still hope,
But how can there be hope?
My heart is broken,
I feel like my spirit is lost.

It frightens me to find happiness,
When sadness takes over silently,
I’ll forever be a lost spirit.
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Written for the Fan-fiction Poem Contest (MibbaMonth)