i said
i am lost
i thought
i am lost
but in this maze
i thought
i lost myself
i am still rooted
by my father
i can still hear
my mother's voice
just when i thought
i was lost,
i found a way
out
i am not lost,
only misguided.
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Broken Pieces
PoetryWhat happens when the image of self is lost? Where does one begin to look for their 'self'? Broken Pieces is a collection of poems that explores and addresses the emotions that make us human: love, the absence of, and the discovery of love for self...
