Lost in the fear of the unknown
I must have been over thrown
I can't seem to find my way back home
So many rooms, I've forgotten what it means the most
Brightness is all around
But I'm just a walking cloud
A new bed every now and then
But always too soon to settle in
Where has the time gone by
I swear I was just telling my friend goodbye
After a sleepless night of movies and cherry pie
Now I stay sleepless every night
Wondering if I'll ever see the light
Lost in the fear of the unknown
I must find my way to my next home
About the Creator
Justyne Nuesser
passion for writing, I enjoy connecting with my readers on a deeper level and sharing my thoughts and feelings, hoping someone out there knows what it is like and can relate. Just knowing your not alone is just what we need sometimes
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