As I wander about the house I start to shed tears
Seeing all these ghosts is bringing up my fears
I see the ghosts of good times long forgotten
I see the ghosts and my tears turn to sobbing
I walk outside and I notice the dreariness
Everywhere I look there is this mysterious
Feeling I get
I start thinking to myself
Odysseus
Odysseus, how did you do it?
Those 20 long years and you never gave up
Throughout the losses and tragedies, you never lost hope
But for me
I’ve been lost for so long…that there is no longer hope
Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 5:21 PM UTC
As I wander about the house I start to shed tears
Seeing all these ghosts is bringing up my fears
I see the ghosts of good times long forgotten
I see the ghosts and my tears turn to sobbing
I walk outside and I notice the dreariness
Everywhere I look there is this mysterious
Feeling I get
I start thinking to myself
Odysseus
Odysseus, how did you do it?
Those 20 long years and you never gave up
Throughout the losses and tragedies, you never lost hope
But for me
I’ve been lost for so long…that there is no longer hope