lost

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    lost

    in my living room
    i was lost
    a bed,closet,dresses,antiques,clothes,shoes,
    pictures on the walls
    in my room i was not by myself
    just me and my odds
    i have seen it all in life
    the bad times
    i was blown by the wind of life
    drown was i by the mighty ocean of life
    trapped was i by the great hunter
    yet i never did get lost
    but in my small room
    i was lost
    for where i wanted to reach in life
    and what i wanted to have in life
    i never have
    again and again i am lost
    in my room

                    

               to karen1

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    WhisperingWind commented on lost

    06-27-2009

    This is a good one, got me to thinking about my life... I like the flow. Keep it up a great read!!!

    laydbak1 commented on lost

    06-27-2009

    It is sometimes very hard, always difficult, and often impossible to step outside the solitude which protects us... out into the places we feel dirty and vulnerable in... A very good write...

    nangy commented on lost

    06-25-2009

    love it, love it, love it, love it :) very real

    Aaros commented on lost

    06-25-2009

    love the images in this one aswell as the repetition. great work!

    Christine56 commented on lost

    06-24-2009

    very deep n very true, touched my spirit, i really do understand..

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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