Along The Way (I Lost Myself)

Soul Poetry

Too many roads


Too many went,

the wrong direction,

..and I had no map.

If only

I could have seen that mark,

the one

that pointed out-

....You Are Here

life might not have gotten

so disoriented.

It became

all about everyone,


....but me.

And I got pushed

to the side of the road,

broken down

and stripped bare

to the frame.

Along the way...

I lost myself...

and I don't even know,

where to begin searching,

....for me.

©Cathy Faist 2003

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