I am lost
I sit on my bed and cry
Tears are not my first choice
But see I am lost
I am broken and abandoned
How did it happen and why
It doesn't matter nothing does any more
What's the point
I am trapped and I can't escape
Because I don't know the way
I was being led and firmly guided
In love and understanding
Then it went away. I am now
Trapped and unsure of where
I am or if I can be this with out that hand.
Why do I have to be me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem