Lost

I am lost.
I am found.
Beggers wish
my knees would hit the ground.
Supplicant
beholden
burning fires within
stoked
rage
despair
hatred.
Reaching out with chains
bounding
wrapping
staging your game…
no where shall you go
no where shall you pass
I guard
the virginal soul.
Send not your dart.
Dodging
tying to evade
pricked in the leg
pain
weary
desolation
flood my very being
tears soaking
dripping
filming my gaze.
My lips move
espouting
love
desire
truth
reality.
Falling to the floor
falling through the floor
escaping
fleeing
running
screams following me.
oh wait
they are my own.
January 27/19