'Where am I'
Lost watching the tiny little droplets of rain
'Where am I?'
Its on those heavy rainy days
I often seem to ask myself, that one dreading question
'Where exactly am I?'
Am I greedy walking towards the brightest star
Because I'm cold walking alone at nights.
Am I walking towards the light or am I just lost,
Searching something that I hold precious, so close to my heart.
But then how can I can't name it.
Is that something I hold so precious real or Is it just me?
Hoping for it to be real.
In the end because I often seem asking myself
'where am I?'
The path I'm moving towards leads up to you
Or am I aimlessly marching forward to get lost in those scary dark forests
that I fought so hard to come out from.
Am I crazy to follow you
Even if I can't see you.
I'm moving towards you merely just by the force of unknown.
Can I trust the places you are taking me, or will I just be left asking myself ' where am I?'
Yet I can't stop following you blindly hoping to see you
Just a glimpse to convince myself that
You are not just my delusion
That it was not just a dream
That I've been dreaming of, since forever.
To be not left questioning 'where was I?' yet again
I seem to follow you
If not in a known, but In the unknown
If I got to see you
I am willing to follow you to the places unknown.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
LOST SOULS
PoesíaDon't we all find ourselves lost at some point of time in our life. Lost finding ourselves, finding Love or Hope. Lost Souls are a series of poem about those Lost Souls who are lost searching their lights.
