Ever Lost
I come from a world of darkness, where I can not find a way out;
I come from a family of people all around me, yet I am utterly alone;
I come from a place where my hands see all, every movement and touch, every texture and
temperature, touch is all I have to see;
I come from a universe of silence, and while I try to scream for help consistently, no one
ever hears me;
I come from a world where I am lost, and I fear I will never be found.
Copyright © Jen H. | Year Posted 2011
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