Clueless

By Syn

Blank

Alone

Scared

Questions rise
Questions of life
What do I do

What god do I serve?
Where do I go for answers?
When all faith has abandoned me
And I am left with doubt

Where do I send my soul
in the blackest night?
Where do I lose myself?
What do I deserve?

No one to answer...
I'm bound inside my own mind
But still I try
To live...But I just die.

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Published on Sunday, July 4, 2004. Filed under: "Poetry"

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On Monday, July 5, 2004, K_Love (525) wrote:

The last stanza was powerful and I can relate to the feeling. A cold and chilling write, reminds me of me. I liked it mucho. ~Kirsten~

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