'Way Lost' Poem by Somniator Moon

It's come to the day
Where you've lost your way
No more skipping with a rope
You're now smoking dope

It's cool to be loud
When you're following the crowd
Getting into strife
Screwing up your life

With people closest you're curt
Not caring who you hurt
Claiming your power
Coming home at any hour

Time doesn't hurry
When I'm filled with worry
I'm praying for the day
When you again find the right way...........




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