my weary soul

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I cry in dismay, tears drops as I watched, slowly wheeled into the emergency room, Is all hope lost? Is there anything I can do to get back up and running? Why have I failed my trial? Why did I give in to disappointments and failure? Being aware that I failed is a step but am struggling to get the next. How can I get back to my feet? how can I rise up against limitations?

no vision, no mission, no inspiration, and I have fallen into limitations.

I am lost with no picture of the future.

I don't even remember the plan.

I am being moved by tides in irregular patterns.

I lost my reputation,

I lost my dignity,

I lost my family,

I lost my friends,

I lost my mentors,

I lost my students,

I am loosing my self.

caught in the spiders web, my head spins, am being tied up little by little, first my hands then my head, I can't see, __visionless__ I don't have a plan for the future __missionless__ am tossed around __aimless__ indeed I am a lost soul, indeed I am a lost soul, indeed I am a lost soul, lost with burdens and weights I cannot carry yet difficult to share I find solace in thee, help me!! help me!! help me!!

      ~A lost steemian~

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