Poetry: Lost

Lost without a place to go
Short on patience, garden gnome
New location on my own

GPS stopped working on my phone
By myself, I walk alone
I had my doubts

From the very start
Life boxed me in
Someone was double parked

Tempted by evil, lust, and sin
I have no strength to bear a grin
The game of life

I refuse to play
As long as I'm breathing
I'll be okay