When you're lost
And your sight begins to frost
You don't see anything but the sinister
That come to dominate and become your minister
You're walking in a dark passage
That never ends it's all so savage
You believe the bad
Since you've lost all hope now you're sad
You scream your lungs out
Your grip falls-out
But no one hears you
You're just another amongst the fools
When you lose yourself
And your mind you no longer possess
When all you do is chase your luck
That's when you know you're fucked
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Lost Poems
PoesíaLove writing, mostly poetry in general I hope this impacts you in a way and if it doesn't then I'm sowiii. Enjoy!
