Feel Lost, Felt Found. Writing helps me feel round.

Lost

I checked out

Nobody asked,

So I snuck out the back.

Lost

I fought facing reality

Numb, out cold

Never really knew why I couldn't feel what I was told

To feel

Or not to feel?

That was the big deal

Nobody asked...

So I never told

Lost 

At fifteen years old

Down a rabbit hole

I'd come home and cry

No one around to hold

I sat at the bottom of the hole, it was cold

And all alone....

 A thread of light shone down

 A pen and page?

FOUND

Figured I'd try to unlock this cage

Pour myself onto the page 

Like honey falling

Gracefully, effortlessly

From it's tipped jar

Therapy, I

FOUND

I realized as the ink stained

That I had finally eased the pain

Or the lack there of anyways....

Feel or not to feel?

Feeling is all I can do

FOUND

I had finally felt more in tune

Felt,

As full as the moon.

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