Lost...

cold was the air as I steped out into the day, thoughts I can not seem to grasp- of yesterday,now, and whats ahead thoughts in diseray. my refletion the man I am, who I...who my mom knew I could be- happy, humbled,...and content unsure I stand. thinking what went wrong, too soft, blind, was it me at all- faithful, true, even loyal who I am...for too long? filling words I can't find how do I say...what- did I do, did I say, do I look maybe it's just in my mind. I just know I'm not use to this, these fillings these thoughts these- words that I can't find missing the fillings that I miss.