Lost in verse

November 30, 2015

I'm not lost

I'm not confused any longer;

I'm following the rutted path:

of life's course,

wherever it may take me.

I do not grope blindly

in the dark of my depression

yearning for someone to

Hold Onto.

I cast away any and all inhibitions

I strive toward success

drain the numbness

placate the sadness

distill the madness

through doing

everything he never

had the opportunity

to carry out

when I'm having a 'good day'.






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