The feeling of being lost
Not lost in a sense of pity, but
More lost in a sense of no direction
No where to go, or no not know where too
Mentally a prison we’ve been in and out of
As if we decided to encage ourselves
&
Forget about the key in our pocket
Why can’t we reach for it?
Is it there…

It’s so close..
.
Such a short distance
.
.
All but a hand extension away
.
But we don’t believe
.
How can it be there if we…
Is it there?
How have we become so Mentally Encaged
“We’re Family” -JayS

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