Lost

I'm walking in a world of my own and the road ahead appears so bleak.
I carry a bag of emotions that are all mixed up and I can no longer speak.
I'm tongue tied, all cried out and unaware of what's ahead for me.
My thoughts may scare you if I could verbalize them involving me and six feet.
This world seems so cold at times lacking unconditional warmth and love I crave.
Yet I take one step day by day and tell myself to breathe easy and be brave.
Sometimes it takes a person or two for God to send in your life to make the skies blue.
Yet they can't always be there to wipe away your tears and hold your hand when you need them to.
I don't know who I am or where I'm going so I guess you can say I'm stuck.
The days become to painful and filled with gloom I tend to not give a fuck.
I don't know if the season is the reason or the devil is simply teasin' but I'm also grievin'.
I lost who I was a long time ago.