Our Lives, Our Choices

Abandoned to oblivion
with no where else to go.
Lost, but never alone.
All those around seem not to understand
but they do, oh they do.

Blinded by the thoughts of "if".
"What if" no longer exists here
it was gone long before it had begun.
Why must the one be blind from
what all others see.

I've given up, there is nothing
here anymore.
I once knew it, but was soon
proven wrong.
I have been betrayed by both
my own foolishness of hopeful dreams
and the wish that someone would change.
There is nothing in this area
of the world for me anymore.
Many have moved on, but one remains.
Lost in confusion, desolate in abandonment
and lonely for what has been done.
Yet the cycle still continues, never to
end until the one who is lost will
end it themselves.