Lost
I think I am lost ...
Or not ....
I feel I am on road without any destination ...
Driving with hope that I will find a place I'll like and stay there ..
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I think I am lost ...
Or maybe I am on my way ...
I am not angry ...
I am broken ...
I am not sad ...
I am torn open ...
I think I am lost ...
Or I am just an old wandering soul causing mischief ...
Maybe i feel things a little more ...
Or just a little too raw ...
Or i am just a little tender...
Cause I don't easily let go ...
Maybe my heart strangleholds these feelings a little too tight ...
And for just too long ...
I think I am lost ..
Consumed by pain ...
Some days i taste it and on some I feel it ...
Some days I doubt my existence ...
Some days I am in love and some I am not ...
I think I am lost ...
Constantly haunted by my demons ...
Engulfed in this ball of illusions ...
Pampered by the devils I once kissed ...
I need saving ...
Saving me , save me from myself ...
Copyright © Wilkins Sikazwe | Year Posted 2022
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