Lost

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Lost

Out in the night,

when the only thing to guide you is the light.

No directions,

no signs.

Your feet leading the way,

your sixth sense helping to navigate.

Lost.

Don't know which way to go,

or which path to choose.

Lost.

Helpless

and alone.

Lost.

losing ones own.

The wind howling like a wolf.

The breeze teasing me,

playing games.

The night sky shadowing over me,

caging me inside.

Pitying me,

the sky sheds a few tears.

The crickets playing their own melody.

Trees stand over me,

provoking me,

intimidating me.

The world looks at me with disgust,

fore i am not one of their own.

I am an individual.

I do not seek help,

help seeks me...

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