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While I am Lost, He is My Hope


I woke with a start, lost and afraid.

I don't know where I am yet another day.

I walk, walk, walk and find no one.

I feel today, my days are done.

 

This lonely, foresaken place has no hope.

I am lost, I am scared, I cannot cope.

Can someone please help me escape

From these inner feelings of loneliness and hate?

 

Why have I been thrust onto this land of nothingness?

Am I to be thrown away and considered nothing less?

I must escape from this life of uncertainty!

I must find some way of becoming free!

 

Then all of a sudden, my mind clears.

I cannot give up, for he is near.

He is my hope, my life, my one true love.

He is the one I need and no one else above.

 

I remember of all the hope he provides me.

He is the reason I am who I am and I can be free.

I remember him daily and strive to get back

To the place where we are together, where love is not lacked.

 

He is my one true reason to survive.

Without him, my life means nothing, unending demise.

So forward I walk, and forward I strive,

To find a way to again live and thrive.

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