Loss

  LOST

  Where does your heart go, when you have lost?
  Is there a place where it can be found?
  I spent hours looking at no cost,
  except my heart had no sounds.

  I wrote letters and made calls,
  but it's only ripples in a pond.
  And I never understood why at all.
  so this is how I respond.

  You can write down your feeling,
  and most will not care.
  Because when you write the real things,
  no one is ever there.

  So you're cut to the heart another time,
  and most people say oh well.
  But no one knows the depth of mind,
  of what brought you into this hell.

  And in the end, it all depends,
  which window you choose to stare.
Or it might depend in the final end,
if there is a heart to share.