Lost Souls
Impoverished souls on the defense view life
through broken mirrors,
as the illusion of shattered dreams appear
to be reflected
The complex nature of their lives makes them
feel that they're inferior,
but it's the thoughts that they project that need
to be rejected
The problems they've erected are only a
symptom of their plight,
but they're blind to this fact of life & are lost
within its field
It's a nightmare that they're living that they
revisit every night,
as they sleep on fertile ground blind to the
power that it yields
Sometimes seeds can be planted without you
knowing they've hit the ground,
& are bound to grow regardless but it's a must
you till the grounds
Some are lost in the type of dream that makes
it difficult to be found,
because they evade its lucid nature & stay
asleep through all the sounds
Copyright © Jasen Ridley | Year Posted 2023
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