Lost

I’m the heart of the heartless

The eyes of the blind

The ears of the deaf

And the hope that’s left behind

 

I’m the map that is lost

On a road that twists and turns

And the only way to find it

Is to

Get lost yourself and learn

 

That the way to the river

Is not found on the path

And sometimes to be happy

We must all let out our wrath

And be

 

The life of the dead

The right that’s in the wrong

The happiness in sorrow

Because that’s where we all

Belong.

-Sophia Stone