Stripped Bare

Stripped bare of all the things I thought I knew.
Did I ever really know anything?
Has anyone ever cared about me, or was it all a lie.

Lost at sea, water full of woe and sorrow.  
The water flows with heartache and heart break.

How can I move forward when I know nothing of the present or the past.  Was any of it real?

I feel punished for all my sins ever committed.
It seems no matter what good I try to do, it matters naught.
I matter naught.  

Hope calls to me, urging me to remember the strength within.
But I have been stripped bare of all strength, hope, and love.  

Drawing breath is difficult.  My heart flutters with nothing but pain now.  No one hears my cries, no one cares.