Abandoned in the night
I wander in the dark
The path to my true self
Forever a stark
A fog of fear and doubt
Hangs in the air
A hollow of confusion
Lies everywhere
The light of hope has dimmed
My dreams have all but died
My sense of self I can't find
In a world so wide
The loneliness of lost identity
A heavy burden to bear
In my search for meaning
I'm barely aware
The fog of despair grows thicker
I struggle to believe
I lose myself in the shadows
In a place I can't leave
But in the depths of my soul
A spark of light still glows
And though I can't find my way
I know that I still know.
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The Language of the Soul
Poesiaa poem is a song a lyric of life, a voice of emotion and a reflection of strife. a poem can be funny and make you laugh out loud, or it can be serious and make you ponder its cloud. a poem can take time but the result is worth it, a creation of beau...
