Lost

Where the little ones dwell that's lost in the night

Be sure of your journey, beware of your plight

When love has failed you and all seems lost

The path that you choose will come with a cost

The choices you make are yours to keep

Mired in frustration, you're buried too deep

Escaping the past was your only plan

Running away from where it began

The hurt seems to follow where ever you run

Nothing can change the things that's been done

Forced to grow up before you were grown

Abandoned by love, you're now on your own

The dreams that you take move further away

They have to be earned and you'll have to pay

Though life is a gift, freedom has a cost

In finding yourself sometimes you get lost

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

Very wise words my friend!! I find your poem to be very touching and should encourage each of us to reach out to those who have lost their way!!

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simplee love the last two lines ~ this is wonderful, there is truth in your words