May 12, 2016


I've lost my way and I don't know how to get back
I started off leaving breadcrumbs but somehow I lost track
They say getting lost is all the rage
But most days I feel like a story with a missing page
Just a beginning and some distorted countdown to my demise
Never knowing what time is, just how it flies
Reminiscing on the lies, wondering eyes, and never being that wise
Tears shed and muffled cries
Oh, how I despise
Getting lost, losing my way
Gone without a trace, not even a sound
But do I even want to be found?

-Dianna M.

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