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Lost in Mysteries of You
A Poem
these painted skies of theirs
have never done much for me,
and i find myself lingering
on the tides of you and me
heavenward —
they say i’ll find answers there,
but i don’t believe a word of it
because god’s left me behind before
and i could pray and pray
but nothing would ever reveal
the traces of your heartbeat
in the pulse of the universe
i look in the mirror every day
and don’t see the reflection
of a person who could
ever fascinate you
i tell myself
none of it matters
because i’m lonely
by choice
these twisted tales of theirs
never left me riveted,
but i tried to pretend
just for your sake
hellbound —
maybe that’s where i’m going
because the devil felt like a friend
in an underworld of outcasts