I lose inspiration
because my track is disoriented.
I lose love
because it initially walked on without me.
I lost hope
because no matter the number of times I have prayed, I'd always end up stuck.
I lose myself
because it isn't worth sitting with my own mind
for it brings me dissatisfaction and distress.
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Mellifluous Murmurs
Poetry❁ Freedom is allowing the crisp air to guide you through this forest we can call society. ❁
