Lost Souls Poem by zeinab Alwady

stories of souls,
lost in world made of mazes,
thay can not figure it out,
why they live,
or if there is something worth
living for,
they lost hope,
for a whole new day,
they spend their days in agony, pity and fear,
agony for the past,
they can not remember,
pity for the present,
they can not endure,
and fear from the future,
which is obscure,
and i from them all,
used to pity these poor miserable souls,
i never thought i will be one of them,
i'm a poor, miserable and tortured lost soul.