A Poetaster's Poems

Lost

I am a hopeless romantic,
Disguised in the name of being poetic,
I stared at the starry night,
Trying to hold the pride with all my might,

I am an empty shell filled with void,
Looking for reasons on why to avoid,
I have a shelf of masks for my defense,
But none of them really made any sense,

It was easy for me to ignore,
But now I can't endure anymore,
My fears kept me accompany all along,
But now, it all sounds very wrong,

'Conceal don't feel' used to be my motto,
But now I just can't seem to let go,
The solitude once felt serene,
And It made me very keen,

I ran on a path of unknown destiny,
Leaving the rest to be an unsolved mystery,
But once I came to an halt,
I turned back and saw the entire fault,

In chase of the future,
I had failed to see the bigger picture,
It finally dawned on me,
that I was a fool to not foresee