The Survivor Of The Lost Poem by Jaclyn Payne

"I am the lost one" the wanderer,
The one who's seen everything,
Everything, events that will haunt her,
Things beyond your nightmares.

The traveler who just wanders,
Wondering what she'll see next,
Good or bad, who knows,
The one whose nightmares have just begun.

She remembers a home in the woods,
A home… she remembers what it looked like,
She reaches for something and the world starts spinning,
There it is, the dream seems real, the immense home.

Inside, she walks. Events that happened,
Turned up as old forgotten memories.
Memories… before darkness caved in and took
EVERYTHING.

Upstairs, she pondered, what will be there?
More memories flooded from the emptiness,
A book lay open on the floor, as if it was waiting,
Opened to the lost family consumed by hatred.

The faces… the voices… her own family,
She has wandered back to her home,
Without knowing, she looks down,
Where the lost faces greet her with a smile.