Lost

Lost is how I feel

I seem to have been here before

That form over there looks familiar

I do not know what to call this form I look at because I have forgotten everything about my mission and purpose.

What is it I seek?

I seem to no longer have a purpose in this journey

This journey to nowhere

Before I left there were many there with me

Many traveled a few miles with me

Then a few disappeared

But I did not notice

Until now, when there is none left

And I am here wondering in circles

What is the point to this endless charade?

Painstakingly making it appear as I have it all figured out

I stumble in the darkness without hope

My greatness weakness is my pride

This pride disallows me from crying out for help!

Lost is not how I feel

It is how I am

Oh how I long for the days when I was championed in the streets

My name was on the lips of every man

Now I am here in the darkness lost and cold

Forgotten

A has been am I

There is none that will come and comfort me

For I would never allow it

The few that reached out I growled at like a wild animal

I rejected them and turned away

No one will be able to help me in this state

Now I am lost beyond recovery

Something the masses gave up on

And the few that loved me gave up on as well

How sad am I

To be lost because of my own pride

I am lost

Come find me please my pride is fading

Do you find yourself lost? 
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