Lost Man Poem by Invisible Poet

He sits alone within his shadow,
Doubts deep within continue to echo.
A shell of a man who once was whole,
Feelings and emotions buried deep in his soul.
He holds tight to the pain,
Slowy driving himself insane.
Acting happy to those around,
Truth is hes not that sound.
Using you to help his lonliness,
Making you feel a moment of bliss.
Eventually becoming bored with you,
Leaving you wondering what to do.
Maybe if he would stop and take a moment,
Stop using everyone for his amusement.
Take a long deep look within,
Thats exactly where it begins.
Than just maybe he would see,
All he was meant to be...