Lost
Lost for what seems centuries.
Lost and uncertain.

Can it be that maybe I am free.
Once again on my own, with only my mind and me?
Am I to somehow drowned in my misery.

My soul aches for a purpose, to feel, to live, and to be alive.
I say, to live and be alive because I am nothing close to those two.
Heart beaten black in blue, when will my time be through.

With this ****** beating heart, I shall start over again.
Ill build heaven and call it mine.
I know it'll take time...