I Am Finally Lost Poem by James McLain

I am finally lost and tired to tired
to go to sleep.
I have been drawn in to deep to deep
to escape to dream.

Trapped inside my room, I face the pain
the pain is deep,
I'm damp with sweat and numb.
I face the pain alone.

They've cast the dice for her and I, it's craps.
Should I go into the night without a voice?
Before him Stearn, if I should speak and jailed!
Bird's have wing's, what good are they inside a cell?

I've listened to the voice inside her head, I've said.
The woods are dark and deep there is no light.
The clearing in the middle to me doesn't seem all right.
When I'm lost I dare not even open up my mouth.