Lost and Rejected

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Lost and Rejected

Lost and rejected, wondering if I will ever find something to call mine.

Something once called out in me to the world waiting for its chance to be unfurled.

I wanted to live and succeed without fail, to forget the things that made me frail.

But I have walked off my beaten path and to hold on to my hopes is to surely to only incur fate’s wrath. 

I tell myself that it will all work out but I can’t support this theory without doubt.

I want that path back but there is no sign that says turn here to return to your original track.

Other ways have surely been presented clearly but I am to blind to take them sincerely.

My logic is clear but there is no sound path I can take without fear.

For I don’t have the means or charm to pursue my dream on easier paths without coming to harm.

So I will stay in the dark till wisdom shines upon my life instead of giving up and ending with an

interrupted life . 

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Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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