Lost and Found
I was on the peak of my death
Depression sunk to its depth
I can’t forget the tears I wept
Maybe those were my last steps
Lost in the dark
Tired of living
My heart melting out
Drinking being my hobby
I don’t remember much, most lines are blank
But came a guardian angel
Savior to the poor soul; lost soul of times
Helped in joining the dots for the rhymes
Changed the past for the better tomorrow
Made use of the heart seen then as hollow
The lost was found again
All the pain made to drive away
By Josepoet
©2022
#classicpoems
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