Lost

A young girl wanders out alone. Along this path she travels knowing not where it leads, Yet on she travels blind as can be. A growing need fills her days Grasping and smothering her every thought, It drives her further on. She comprehends one fact, Find the end. The end saves her. In the end exists the answer. She yearns for only the end. She endures this seemingly endless path, Hoping the end approaches soon.