Lost Again

By Nakita Bickle

Everyone is gone now

And you sit there

Alone

In the dark.

You can feel yourself sinking, slipping,

It's 2 a.m. and you're slipping away.

"Don't let go," you tremble,

"Don't lose yourself again."

But your soul is a beast

Pulling away from your body 

Falling into the night

And you have to let go

You have to slip.

Your soul wasn't created

to be controlled.

It's something wild

Made to be set free.

So you lose yourself again.