Dark Poems Of A Sad Mind

Lost 2

(This chapter is dedicated to Starcreator1 , as it was her poem that motivated me to write this one)

my breath quickened as my head swiveled
I looked around but could remember little
I was here before, that much was certain
but my memories, my brain was skirting

I was trying to act civil,
but my emotions hit me like a missile
I was struck, my mental state was brittle
my mazeophobia's been hunting me since I was little

I curled up and screamed till my throat was sore
and if anyone heard me, they didn't come
I had no idea what I was suffering for
surely this couldn't be normal, what did I do wrong

should I not have taken the strange morning bus ?
and fell asleep on it, was that all my fault ?
it's probably not, but I can't seem to stop my thoughts
I probably should have gotten off

I'm lost and confused, with nowhere to go
in the middle of nowhere with no sign of a road
I would surely die here, that much was already known
I just wish this was a nightmare and not me waking up in the unknown