Losing

another victim of hypotension
living on the stakes quite high
all of the hopes make refreshed
to be unfulfilled at the last sigh.
and when the darkness closes the air,
eyes overlapped with despair.
steal yourself your dirty dungeons
and search for the lost nightmare.

do i see you, relentless nerd,
moping, grieving
on the gates of Heaven?
or imagine you, ceasing star?
a judgment in coming!

i walk through
the stones, moss and sand,
leaving my imprints behind
only to be washed by the sea
just like a lonely man.
horizons escapades set low
crying in deeps, forlorn.
crashing in waves of the vast
clouds are so numb and blown.

do you see me, a confused jumble,
prattling, screaming?
or lost me, in shot and the blaze?
crimson stream, merging to be lost
in the tides of a lost gratitude.