Lost
I mourn those whom I've lost to time I mourn all of them, including me I mourn that little child that Never really got to live free I mourn the family that kid was left with The fact that they tried their best The fact that they think the world of him And all he can see is his regrets I mourn the darkness in which I reside I mourn my attempts at reaching light I mourn the world for the suffering within I mourn the genocide, and deaths of children I mourn my friendships I mourn the stories that were left untold I mourn the future I mourn that which I do not know I mourn my lack of cognition I mourn my genuine regression I mourn the fact that everyone's moving forwards And yet I find myself stuck in the past I mourn my lack of interest in a real future I mourn every moment that once has passed I mourn my lack of work-ethic I mourn my masculinity as a whole I mourn knowing not Where the world itself went wrong I mourn not self-correcting I mourn the place I find myself today I m...