When in Hell

 
Gone!
Everything is gone  
I’m in a rage because in this digital age
I’ve lost some of my work
Now I’m in a search
To find these pieces
Because everything I’ve written
Is a part of me
And that’s what mostly hurts
 
I feel like I’m in a hell
Trying to escape a veil
Screaming silently at the top of my lungs
My poems roam somewhere
Without a home
Out in cyberspace  
Spoken by other tongues
 
It’s a nightmare
An oblivion
Is this a poet’s frightening abyss?
My words are lost in a dark world
And the fragments I started
Now my dearly departed
Left in a writer’s precipice
 
But thank G.O.D. for D.U.P.
I can find some of my verses
I can make an ascent
Although I’ve lost other personal things
Now I have wings to get out this torment
 
 
#NaPoWriMo2020
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