Couldn’t find the track
Lost wandering in the night
Couldn’t see the signs
Nearly lost the fight
Kick you when you’re down
Throw you in the dirt
Mock you when you’re up
Stone you till it hurts
Running through the jungle
Living in the hell
When it’s time to kill
Disregard the smell
Now the path is clear
Sunlight clouds your eyes
Purpose follows reason
Death becomes disguise
Fear the only courage
Pain the mental spur
Drives you to insanity
Sight begins to blur
Close the door forever
Pushed into the hole
A ghost for all eternity
Lost without a soul.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Despair, tinged with a little hope for the lost soul? Very thoughtfully written.
Always hope for lost souls, unless they meet me on a dark night.
So relatable. Beautifully written words!
Thanks, Sharon.
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