Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Loser

I've lost money once,
When I left my wallet on top of the car,
Drove off unbeknownst that it was up there.
To say the least,
Someone got rich that day.
With losing my wallet comes losing
My drivers license, tribal ID, social security number,
And my mom's Chevron gas card.
Yes, someone indeed got rich that day.

I've lost pencils by foolishly handing
Them out to people who took them as their own.

I've lost hairbrushes,
And hair ties,
They fell in the cushions of the couch,
Forever lost.

I lost my car in a parking lot, but
Found it ten minutes later.

I've lost time,
But gained moments,
And lost moments
While wasting time.

I lost the essence of being.

I've lost car keys, but those I did find.

I've lost respect,
And self respect,
And respect regarding other people
Which is slowly building back up.

I've lost clothes because I was careless,
And I've lost weight for lack of eating,
But gained it all back,
Before losing it all again.

I've lost papers, and books, and pens, and care,
All due to foolish reasons.

I've lost feeling in my shoulder,
And feeling in general.
And treasures, I've lost them too.

I've lost memories that others remember,
But I seem unable to.

And also,
I lost the bond we once shared.

September 27, 2004



*You should have seen the unrevised version of this poem, it was terrible!


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