I don’t know much about where to go
or even who to trust
because the directions are clouding my vision
and I have lost sight of my mission
of what is at stake
or why I am late
or why things do not resonate
or why all of this I couldn’t take.
Oh, help me now...
...oh, please pray for me
because they are the only thing that you could give
a distant hope that would help me live.
- Joker Star
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Author:
Joker Light (
Offline) - Published: January 18th, 2023 07:41
- Comment from author about the poem: I am not fixed on the last name, but all I know is that the first name ‘Joker’ remains.
- Category: Letter
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