john smith 24

It's Lost

If it was something I could truly feel,
Something, finally to give my fate a seal.
To give me hope, direction and imagination,
To have a taste of sought after elation.
If there was something to which I could truly relate,
to break the locks of despairs gates.
I would, indeed, be free.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2012

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