Lost and Found

been with friends, got lost, searched oneself, then have returned...

it was done, 

those dark and weary days

it was gone, 

all those troubles and heart aches

i entered

the maze of masked torture

i wandered 

into a land of gray picture

i strode,

the paths of uncertainty

dared stroke,

sharp petals of insanity

i gazed upon

the unshifting purple dusk

that reigned then on

my conceived world of distrust

i dragged my feet

towards the ray of light

gave pushing a feat

to get off my very plight

i swore it cost a million struggle

to trip and rise, to defeat the stumble

has fallen, got lost, flown a tiny rubble

only to emerge wiser and bigger and unbreakable

yes ive walked the roads of tartarus

but i dare say i have braved it

with wisdom and will i had let loose

my clear purpose i never had to quit

ive been through them lot

a cascade of dilemma

yet never held back a shot

hope is something forever

i was lost and found

got both feet back on ground

was tired and weary

but now has broken free 

Reviews

[Rose of many colours]

Hey,I enjoy the trend and the flow of ot thoughts.. great write..

[Babe Roxx]

I Love how you write, crisler...how you delved into the ebb and flow of your emotions...beautifully done...I felt it. :)