Lost, I know I am and
wandering through this
desolate land that is the wasted
landscape of my Soul. Goddess I
feel so old.

I once heard a telling word the
more lost you are the less
distance you need to go I don't
know if this is so because if it
is I need to stop because I've
already arrived someplace I
do not know.

Lost, I know is so I'm in love
so I've lost my flow. I've
lost myself along the way. I
lack the words I don't know what
to say or how to say it so I grab
my mask and try to play it.

My mask, my nonchalant, my persona
my lie I'm over-exposed and I
want to cry out. I'm lost and I
can't figure a way out all the world
hears my anguished cry I'm lost
within my personal lie

- Poet Silver Raven

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