Lost
it all started when I was a small girl
watching in slow motion the accidental death of my sister
that day, I became hidden and lost in my head
confused, dazed, muddled and puzzled, I was lost and astray
I just stopped talking, I was doomed
in my silent existence nothing was sure
my confidence wavered and I questioned God
but my imagination soared
my parents were baffled
they tried to get me help
one day, in my imagined world I thought I could fly
so I climbed out my window and tried, falling, falling
my dad heard me screaming and ran to catch me
I lay befuddled in his arms
"daddy, what happened?" his tears rained down
yet, I was still lost in my head
I grew up a silent girl, often distant and perplexed
always entangled in a world of fantasy where all was safe
and before you think me totally lost- it was the beginning
and birth of this writer . . .
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February 23, 2021
Poetry/Free Verse/lost
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1331-744-323
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Submitted to the Standard contest, All Yours (Feb 24)
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 03/27/2021
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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