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Feeling: Lost
Is this what Asphodel feels like? Cold, empty and alone? Lost in an ever-changing maze of despair, with no place to call my own.
But on the edge of Elysium there's a glimpse of hope I see, the bright fields dancing in the sun, that's where I long to be.
Why can't for just a moment, I bask in the sunlight too, to find sense of who I am or what path I have to choose .
For just a moment, can I smell the fragrant flowers and feel at peace of where I'll be. My path is long and tough, though I'll soon be where I'm meant to be.
© TheWritingsofApollo
#lost #PlaceOfMyOwn #poetry #poem #hopeless #PersonalGrowth #Journey
But on the edge of Elysium there's a glimpse of hope I see, the bright fields dancing in the sun, that's where I long to be.
Why can't for just a moment, I bask in the sunlight too, to find sense of who I am or what path I have to choose .
For just a moment, can I smell the fragrant flowers and feel at peace of where I'll be. My path is long and tough, though I'll soon be where I'm meant to be.
© TheWritingsofApollo
#lost #PlaceOfMyOwn #poetry #poem #hopeless #PersonalGrowth #Journey
