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Lost
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Just me
To be lost
means you once were found
your purpose was clear
but soon became foggy
what path you chose
decisions you made
abiding by hearts desire
mental confusion or philosphy
it came and went
the future
soon was a present day
words....
you just didn't have any to say
or even think
but you know that being lost
meant theres a way back
through obstacles you go through
merging from the most stubborn consequences
made you enter into true reality
it cant be your way ever
so risking it all is going to happen
and keeping it will never do
take a path
choose or decide
finalize
cry because you hate it
but finally accept it
never lonely but apart more
while your searching for your way back
the way is looking for you
theres a door
you'll never enter
but another journey to venture
i like this. it has nice
i like this. it has nice sentiments and elegant flows and stops and starts in all the right places. Bravo i say. (not to play up being english or anything)
I'm sorry i wasn't who you thought i was. F**k it, i'm sorry i wasn't who i thought i was.
...I bought the heartbreak hotel on my own with no investors, closed it down and opened the F**k you, get over it bed and breakfast
Quite Lovely,
and from one so young. Beautiful words sewn into a beautiful flowing weave. Welcome to our big little community of poets. I've enjoyed reading your work. Keep sharing and interact. The beauty of depth is that it builds up in one with each additional poem writ. You've a lovely gift. Allow it to grow as you do. Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.
thank you so much
thank you so much
i been there n back, Im happy to be back