Lost

She slips in and out of consciousness,
Alone in the dark,
Sneering at the bumptious,
Adrift midst murk on barque.

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In solitude on lonely waters,
Her mind in a state of immure, she remembers what her father taught her,
Spite sorrow & avoid it's allure.

Unable to expatiate,
Express her truthful tone,
No one will ever appreciate,
She is but all alone.