Lost

I am lost, oh how I long to fly high in the sky. To soar like a
bird. There's a line and I've crossed it, now I'm lost. I'm filled with
remorse, hatred and love all at the same time.
My foolish actions have now been accounted for and I hate myself for
what I've done. I repeat to myself Why? Now I'm lost, left abandoned
with no one to help me and no one to love me. No one to look out for me
because nobody cares anymore. What I've done is the end of the line. As
i sit here desperate for the love of someone, my tears are rolling
slowly down my cheeks dampening my skin. In my head I am screaming for
help, but no one comes because nobody cares anymore...