I feel lost inside of myself
I'm not even sure which direction to search
I don't even know if it matters
I don't even know if I care
Where did that spark go
Did it follow my ambitions
into the darkness
Down into the hollow hole
I find so comforting these days
Sometimes I think I see her
twisting and writhing in self doubt
I can't seem to find a hand to lend
A simple hand . . .
Mine feel so weak these days
-August 2013
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