Poems...

Lost

She carried around a green army helmet

Swinging it left,

Swinging it right.

She thought it was her shield,

She thought it could protect her.

She was wrong.

She was wrong. 

She was wrong. 

The shield broke, 

as dragons attacked. 

The shield broke,

as the warrior grew 

and grew 

but she felt more 

like she was loosing 

the battle and the war. 

The battle wasn't supposed to be 

in the ocean, 

the battle wasn't supposed to consume her. 

But it felt like it should, 

because she was 

undeniably, 

hopelessly, 

lost at what to do and 

who to be. 

Lost. lost. lost.