"Lost"
Once I was as you are,
Now look at me, a shell of desperation, stumbling in the dark.
Choking on burning g memories. Hopeless panic invades my mind.
As I yearn to be normal. I can't stand eye to eye with the world.
Looking down in shame, I walk. Worthless, I am, searching for hope.
My wounded spirit begs to curl up and die. Painful tears erupt as I stand on the blurry street.
Time goes on until we are in the ground.
What does it matter, my feeling? My breathing?
Can anyone really touch the world? I stumble until I am lying on the floor.
In a pitiful sigh I search for compassionate eyes.
Only to find haunted souls, as my own, peering back at me.
