Lost

I think I am lost,

Losing my way.

The decision is so hard—

To leave or stay.

I think I am lost,

Lost because I have no ambitions, no dreams.

Lost because I don’t know what all of this means.

Help me, for I am lost.

I don’t know my path—

Left or right,

Wrong or right.

It’s all a blur.

I feel like the devil dances before me,

Telling me I cannot be who I want to be.

The voices in my head are cruel,

And I scream, “Leave!”

Help me, for I am lost.

I don’t know who I am.

My thoughts feel separate,

Like they’re in another bowl.

I wonder—

Do I even have a soul?

Help me, for I am lost.

But wait.

Maybe I am lost…

Lost in the hard work,

Lost in the grind,

Lost in letting go of thoughts that aren’t mine.

Maybe I’m lost in the dream of becoming better,

Lost in the story I wish to share.

Lost in the leap of faith I am about to take.

Lost in the unknown I’m about to embrace.

Lost in the laughter, the tears,

The moments that might dry up.

I think I am lost,

Or maybe…

I’m just lost in this place.