Lost Part 1
As i sit in my space i can't seem to place a face on this thing that has tripped me and left me behind in this race.
Perhaps if i get a clear look, i can identify this crook who came straight at me like a rook.
Yet in my own mind i feel thoughts of loss clarity, and its a rarity that i don't know the meaning of me.
But i find that im in a new place, like i have fallen from grace, staring at the mirror but not recognizing the face.
Am I lost I wonder aimlessly, am i alone in this fantasy or are you the same as me
Oh well, enough of my tragedy and enough whining from me cause im my own enemy and if I am lost, it'll be in a place determined by me, I'll be lost in my poetry.......
Perhaps if i get a clear look, i can identify this crook who came straight at me like a rook.
Yet in my own mind i feel thoughts of loss clarity, and its a rarity that i don't know the meaning of me.
But i find that im in a new place, like i have fallen from grace, staring at the mirror but not recognizing the face.
Am I lost I wonder aimlessly, am i alone in this fantasy or are you the same as me
Oh well, enough of my tragedy and enough whining from me cause im my own enemy and if I am lost, it'll be in a place determined by me, I'll be lost in my poetry.......
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