LOST IDENTITY losing identity you fade to grey troubles a plenty so little to say patched up somehow from battered beyonds embracement of life you grew so fond but now not quite those heights failed to reach where security and safety were somehow breeched leaving behind a shard of oneself frightened and scared affecting your health from positive to negative in one breath taken riddled with doubts your persona mistaken from the happy go lucky no cares to behold now your empty discarded and cold to mull at nights injustices of man left shattered and haunted bewildered and damned dragged through mire self worth not much contorted bad dreams and so out of touch but bravery and soul you shalt not lose no matter your circumstances you have nothing to prove identity lost not of your own making outside forces saw you there for the taking but buried inside your depths of emotion is a heart of a lion with an unbridled devotion To succeed
your poem is powerful, trust. it seems that when we find ourselves a shard of what we once believed ourselves to be, we can begin letting go of any and all dependence on the personas which have misdirected us from embracing our identity as something deeper
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it seems that when we find ourselves a shard of what we once believed ourselves to be, we can begin letting go of any and all dependence on the personas which have misdirected us from embracing our identity as something deeper