Lost
Out of my boxComes pain...
Something lost
And something gained
Who are my enemies?
Who leads me astray?
Who's gone for good?
Who's coming my way?
The Lord gives.
The Lord takes away.
I must remember
Who gives me this day.
My chest is tight.
My heart feels pinched.
God gives me a mile.
I take an inch.
What is mine?
What is yours?
I am lost.
Where are the signs?
Something lost
Or something gained.
I am afraid
We're here again.
In the crossroads
Of this life
Who needs a father?
Who needs a wife?
In this wasteland
I call home
Where good is poor
And poor is grand.
Where is this thing
That waits for me...
But it's so dark
I cannot see.
Something lost
And something found
I found it
Laying on the ground.
In a pit I cannot see
The light or darkness
Surrounding me.
In here I wait
To see what comes
To each his own
And here it comes.
8-2-08
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