Do you ever feel lost? Despite all knowing exactly where you are. Yourself the sole exception.
People cope with loss in different ways. Some parlyzed by fear and uncertainty. Others charging forward to find something. Anything. Regardless of the consequences.
Differences are never clear. Grouping always a fallacy. We are all lost on that continous spectrum.
Indecicive responses.
Not stationary but single steps. Small steps. But leading where? Do we work each day in the hope that one day we can live?
Can we be lost without purpose, a place or person? Despite being surrounded by all. Plans based on pointless priorities.
Can you be lost in one place?
Can we be found?
Or are we both looking in the wrong place?
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Simply Complex
PoetryLines, poetry and short stories. Sometimes stories write themselves. Generated by a single emotion, thought or song. Perhaps we can all relate to the clarity found in words. You can define that which is written down.
