I'm Lost

I'm lost,
Can you tell?
The thorns that hang over the path,
Create shadows that blot out the sun.
The scratch and tear my skin,
Drawing blood that runs down my limbs.
This path twists in ways I can not predict.
The shadows reach out to grab me,
They pull my hair and my soul,
Tugging me further down the path that twist.

I'm lost,
Can you tell?
This isn't the path I set out on.
I must have taken a wrong turn,
I should have taken the right,
But I've taken the left.
The forest is on fire,
The strength of my anger and hatred,
Is burning me and leaving black marks on my pale skin.
This path reflects my soul the fiery hell that awaits me.

I'm lost,
Can you tell?
I wanted to feel the light on my face.
But I only feel the deep scratches and burns.
With every twist in the path,
I lose myself and have to start anew.
I have no compass, no guide to guide me.
Just myself, the reason I'm here.
I'm lost...
Can you tell?