Lost soul

My heart I lock it

My feelings I hide it.

My love I don’t trust it

My confidence I can’t find it

My demeanor I lost it.

I am a Lost soul looking too be found

To be loved and be wanted

I will sell my soul to have that feeling

To feel that I’m indeed worth waiting for

To feel like a queen with a dream

To have that soul something  that nobody can take away from

My dignity and what lack there of

searching getting deeper and deeper as I keep digging.

By Eboni harpes