Lost

Where am I? Who am I?
I'm lost with no where to go.
I need you by my side.
You were a part of me...
My other half.
Why did you have to go?

I've lost my self to sadness.
Surrounded by despair.
When I lost you,
I lost everything.
I will never be whole again.

I've lost my identity.
You took it along your way.
I can't seem to find happiness.
The fog is too thick...
Someone please help me.

I'm spinning in circles,
Lost in the fog.
The pain of losing you
Was too much to bare.
I can't go on without you.

I've lost myself to grief,
Lost in the pain.
What is happiness?
That word is foreign to me.

My life is over.
I'm done fighting it.
The fog is unyielding,
It won't go away.

I can't do this much longer.
I'm about to give up.
Life doesn't seem worth
All this pain I'm feeling.

Lost. I'm lost without you.
I can't find my way.
Because you're gone
My heart is empty.

Though I'm surrounded by love--
By my family and friends.
They say they're sorry,
But they don't understand.
No apology can bring you back.
It can't relieve the suffering.

I'm grateful for the love--
For my family and friends,
But I'm lost. I'm a lost girl
And I need you here.

Why did you have to go?
I miss you and love you so.
Who knew what that
car ride would cost?
Why did you leave me here lost?
♠ ♠ ♠
This poem is one I wrote in less than a day. It is very personal and I hope you enjoy it.
A little background info about how this poem came to be:

Two years ago, my older sister's boyfriend of 3.5 years passed away in a tragic car accident that also killed one of my sister's friends. He passed away in August and he was going to propose to her in December. My sister was devastated. She was depressed for a very long time and I didn't think I would ever see her smile or be happy ever again. My sister and I are very very close so she told me basically everything that she was feeling and that is what inspired this poem.

In case you are wondering, she is doing much better now. She did find love again and she is now engaged and will be getting married Oct. of next year. She still has her sad and depressed days but those a few and far between.

I hope you enjoyed my poem! :)