Saturday, September 6, 2014


And wandering the woods
I've lost the trail
Panic sets in
How will I get through
There is no way for anyone 
To find me 
There is no way for me 
To tell you I'm lost
Drowning without water
Racing heart
Beads of sweat weave their path
Along my skin
Shivering from fear
I'm crippled
And waiting to die
Please find me.

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