Monday, January 1, 2001
Lost
Pouring, dripping, oozing,
Letters falling
Melting into words
Confusion, depression,
Receiving my mental beat down.
Lost in a world I do not know,
Led into a bright light
Now, nothingness
All is new, no familiar faces,
Cold, Dark, Damp
I travel on, unaware,
Cautious with every step,
Moving with the wind
To Where?
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