Is there a savior?
From birth I've heard tell
of a god that can save me
when I'm writhing in Hell
But I chose a wilderness
where the trees were bear
where when you looked to Heaven
no one was there.
And even in my darkest times
I called on no one else
I thought I could rely on nothing
if I couldn't rely on myself.
My friends tried to convince me
but I was lost in a sea of red
The more I tried to patch my wounds
all the more I bled.
Drugs, dreams, and rock 'n roll
I was lost in a generation of lies
colors all around me
except when I looked to the skies.
I am the disgrace of my family
though my friends still linger
It seems the awful world has got me
wrapped around its finger.
Life is so beautiful, so complex
I taste every fruit it bears
but in the end will I regret it,
lost in colourless despair.
A contest entry
- I am lost... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended January 8, 16 entries
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Very honestly you have explored and expereinced the versitility of this life and that is indeed a truth which brings the meanaing of this life..well done...
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love it! this is real, true and so beautifully written. well done!
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Thankyou!
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