Poets & Poetry

Lost love

It’s fake…
The smile I wear,
I left my true self in the past.
Because you left me there.

No one to hear my cry,
No one to see my tear,
No one at my side,
I wish you were here.

Here I am praying,
To change your mind
And get back to you,
When you left me behind.

Every day I miss you,
I’m not set free;
But here bound with chains,
Trapped in misery.

I need you…
Sometimes I feel I can make it on my own.
But I still cry,
When I am alone.