It's Me, the Lost One
IT'S ME, THE LOST ONE
Always wonder, i'm never bothered
Lost in thoughts but found in love
Bittered and shattered yet not broken
Pierced and perforated yet whole
Am I still myself or another? I ask
Am I whole or sole? I wonder
It's me, the lost one
It's me, the confused
I break when I think, yet I reason
I need myself to help me
An urgent plea for rescue
from lost moments and dead state.
I've been held captive by my thoughts
and rescued by my inactions
It's me, the lost one
It's me, the confused
I got lost when I found myself
Maybe I shouldn't try
Since every attempt failed
and all efforts wasted.
HO²
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Copyright © Helen Oke | Year Posted 2018
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