Poem: Lost Me

Stuck in a place that I know before.

Thought everything would be better once I closed that door.

Looking back at the year that I had.

Thinking about the dream that let go bad.

Not realizing what I had was good.

Or was it bad like I thought it was too.

Trying to find the words to give me strength.

Then I look at the page cannot find what works.

Words that used to flow throughout my body like the sand.

Are now fading aways as sun goes.

I have lost my hopes.

I have given into my fears.

I have no longer the person I want to be.

When will the focus come back to me?

I am getting used to being stuck that I am starting to like it here.

I know that cannot be.

One I will be set free.