The Lost Soul Poem by Nashy Lamen

What path should I choose the evil or good?
Long confused and thinking and alone there I stood.
The true inner me I've been forcing to find.
Could I have been numb or could I have been blind?

The truth has been disturbed by what we call desperation
Unlikely to be called a success or a devastation
The two sides to keep on showing and hiding
The course of two personalities finally combining
The challenge of finding satisfaction or joy
Trials and questions that we have to toy

The lost soul yet again it continues to seek
The truth of one self and the purpose of life, It continues to shriek!
Shouting for it to be heard, for it to be found
But there is no clear thought, there is no clear sound

How long should this lifless soul suffer?
No more options, no more reasons, nothing left to blutter.
The end of everything is a peaceful death
with no sweet victory, you take your last breath!

-nash