Lost

And so it was, that she was lost within a place she knew of well.
How can it be, this rusted lock, this free young celtic warrior's not at fault because she can not help it, welded solid, key to rock,
Derelict she hears you knock,
No ones home though the lights are on,
She could not tell if it would stop, of when she fell or who she was, of
What she stood for, what it cost,
or if she ever could now she'd forgot.
And so it was, that she was lost within a place she knew of well.
The inside hollow, the outside on auto, the sin dies within once she gave in to follow, to hell with the winning, expel her tomorrow.
In a place she knew well,  lost to  cheat sorrow.
To know no more chase, to feel no more waste, to miss no embrace and to wish no more hate,
She was lost in the place that she knew had not changed.
She would choose to refuse one more day, no more fuse, she would toss it away and be soothed, no more pain.
Alone In a world that forever remained.
Lost in the words that on paper were stains.
Return them to sender,
Exclude me, I pray.