Lost

I wrote this poem after finding out the lies my mother fed me, for the 15 years of my life I lived with her... She became a stranger, my life, a mystery?
Down in the banks of misery I fade
Losing myself and friends I'd made
Lost in guilt
In tears
In pain
Lost myself to a stranger without a name

By Sarah Prosser
Published: 4/29/2007 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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