No Clue

I don't know what to do
I don't know whether
to value or let go
to stay or to leave
to work to live
or to ride the skies to
a place that isn't there.

I don't know where to go
I don't know what
to be - I woke and
like not what I see all
I hold in my hand is
dry and dusty

traces of a life I used
to have - the road
paved with hope and
heart disappeared
beneath my feet - sweet
life I used to love
the place I lost
was home.
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