Lost; Who am I?

I have no body.

No mind or thoughts.

I am lost in this maze-

I am broken, I am lost.


The irony is my way is gone,

Here I wonder in miles,

Around the gardens that are not nurtured,

They were left in contempt.


I wonder my place,

Who I am, where I go

My feet take me in circles,

Never staying long.


So I go around the same bends,

Knowing that I am broken,

I know that I am lost.


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