Lost
I don't remember when I first knew that I was lost to the world,
I live in a void,not sure where or why,but inside, I know this is true.
My eyes are clear, my hearing good,i should be easily understood,
But nobody sees me, nobody hears,if I touch them my hand passes through.
I thought I was dead but my body feels warm,
I see green grass, I smell the sea, why can nobody hear or see me, I wonder.
I laugh, I cry, I have loved and I have lost, did I just float away or am I lost?
Am I a fragment of someone elses imagination, a scrap of the past in space?
Why am I trapped here and how do I leave? Am I an electronic blip placed in a host?
Am I nothing more than a ghost?
Will I appear someday or am I forever lost?
Copyright © Janice Jackson | Year Posted 2013
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