Hour Nine<\/p>\n
I\u2019m lost nowhere to be found.
\nThe old me not around.
\nI\u2019m not the me of yesterday,
\nNot of the past, the future, nor even today.
\nAs life often does, it shifted and turned,
\nForged a new trail through the wood.<\/p>\n
My friends are all gone,
\nLeft me standing alone,
\nTo find a new life myself.
\nReduced to pills on a shelf,
\nMy life has no meaning is going nowhere,
\nNot sure where I\u2019ve been and how I got here.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m hurting,
\nAnd in pain,
\nRunning away,
\nFrom life again.<\/p>\n
Lord help me please,
\nI\u2019m begging on my knees,
\nSeeking some release,
\nFrom this my disease.<\/p>\n
Of seizures and epilepsy,
\nAnd no more surgeries.
\nRid me of the pnes,
\nAllowing me rest.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve lost myself and no one can see me.
\nNo longer her from long ago,
\nI\u2019m missing and forgotten you see.
\nMemories faded from long ago,
\nLost and not found,
\nBuried deep in the ground.
\nWhere no one can find me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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