Forver Lost Poem by Jasmin Jimenez

Bad days soon become bad nights
Bad nights soon become bad dreams; eventually your life becomes a nightmare.

Your vision becomes colorblind; the bright morning sun becomes a stream of dark clouds. Days become predictable; your life is taken from you.

Smiles are not contagious any longer; memories are lost, never to be found. They once lived inside of you but they have gone away with you. Forever lost…