Scars

Lost.

Dreaming big,

Losing things,

Finding love,

Beckoning lust,

the shadows flicker

in the faded light

and make me believe

that in the worst time

if I try to hold on,

desperately,with some greed,

I could achieve the unattainable

Create history- me and my greatness

If only I wished to do so.

 

Yet,

Only now do I realize,

that I have died (inside),

cannot reach out to that-

that unseen cloth of light 

Turns out my fears are opaque,they are black,

While my bravery and righteousness are just

Transparent sheets

And I?

I believe myself to be lost forever.