6916: Lost and Found

should i worry
to be lost among the tides of myself
that no matter how i clench on
to the grip of this ocean
i always lose it

should i worry
that i have been always so alone
that no matter how i hold on
to the hands of a companion
i always miss them

should i worry
to find myself locked up and away
that no matter how i wish to set myself free
to the cold bars of mediocrity
i always hide there

and soon, just so soon
that one night under the blue moon
when stars are there, dead may be
millions of light years away from me
they talked and said
get yourself lost
and you’ll know where you’re headed

then i should worry not
even if i lose grip along the ocean
because soon i’ll learn to love
its depth and its emotion

then i…

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