Lost Within this World

A Variety in Prose

Lost Within this World

"Lost Within this World"
Ron Kinard (c) 2002

numb is my soul as my heart grows cold

feelings draining out of me

running down through the cracks

as rain runs down a sewer

withering, like a plant without water

my body wrinkles from the lack of love

wisdom is neither warranted or wanted

pride is lost, no ego remains

cast away emotions linger

floating on the surface of my mind

reflecting collected ways of days gone by

as scum floats on the surface of a still pond

stagnate and malignant are the feelings at hand

cut off from reality, cut out my heart

love lost is nothing gained

ventured, as it were, once upon a time

the reality of living is dying

processing the future without you

is an empty vessel, broken and discarded

distraught by life and rejection, cast away and

lost within this world


				*A Variety in Prose* *Lost Within this World*



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		copyright 2002 Ron Kinard



		"Lost Within this World" Ron Kinard (c) 2002 numb is my soul as my heart grows cold feelings draining out of me running down through the cracks as rain runs down a sewer withering, like a plant without water my body wrinkles from the lack of love wisdom is neither warranted or wanted pride is lost, no ego remains cast away emotions linger floating on the surface of my mind reflecting collected ways of days gone by as scum floats on the surface of a still pond stagnate and malignant are the feelings at hand cut off from reality, cut out my heart love lost is nothing gained ventured, as it were, once upon a time the reality of living is dying processing the future without you is an empty vessel, broken and discarded distraught by life and rejection, cast away and lost within this world



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