A soul truly lost loses itself in belief, in hope Of finding itself again. What’s lost isn’t recovered, what is found isn’t what is lost. What do you choose? What do you know? Where will this path lead you to? Where do you go?


Mind numb, Emotions astray Standing still, Soul cast away Wide awake, yet blind Searching for something I can’t find Relishing the pain, feelings undefined Where do I go? Clueless, I roam It was when she let me in Warm embrace, her tender skin I begged my heart not to sin She took my hand as…