Lost -Poem-

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One word can describe how I've felt for so long.

Standing in the dark

Without any means of light

No one extends a helping hand

Some try

All fail.

Maybe its just me:

Maybe I'm a void

Maybe I create darkness

I am missing will

Missing happiness

Missing joy.

All that I have is pain

Is anguish

Is hate

Waiting to be found

But perhaps

My void pushes all away

I harm all who would dare step in.

The lonely soldier left on the battlefield.

The dog left chained to your house when you left

To move on with your life.

At one point you cared

But times come and go

And none can see where I am.

Only one reason arises:

I Am Lost

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