Lost like a soul filled with sorrow wishing everything will be different tomorrow. Alone like a yellow flower in a field of red hoping this layer of pain on my heart will shed. Hurt like a wound cut so deep that i can not do anything but weep. It as if i am a cat trying to relate to a dog as my sight of what should i do next begins to fog. I am Lost, hurt, and alone and no madder how much i act alright my soul is filled with that same hurtful moan. I am only 13 and i feel all of this. When it is all over my heart will fill with bliss.
Lost, hurt, alone
May 22, 2011