Lost Something Poem by Raziel Baptiste

Missing pieces -
We started off to the top of a degree,
The fire and pure desire that guides
The rapture of defeat.

To retreat and take no ground
I can't stand to find no peace,
The embers of what we held be reborn into a being.

My mind is so wild
My heart rapidly beats
I lost so much in your tears
It tears at my soul you see

Or you don't see, or at least not yet
I'm to afraid to let it be revealed,
My desire is to hold you tightly
To love I concede.