Lost

By Fika

Why do I feel so lost
Trying to find my home but engulfed in frost?
The relentless uncertainty overwhelming,
Am I living in a simulation?
Am I prey to emotional blackmail and manipulation?
Why do I feel like a slave
Trying to stand but all I do is cave?
The excruciating helplessness crippling…

Maybe it’s all a nightmare.
I desperately hold on to that thought,
Believing that maybe if I live in my delusions I might stay sane.
It’s that thick atmosphere filled with fear
That breaks my wings
Weighing me down
Its feast my frown.
It’s the death of that child
Pure joy
Pure love
The dimming of that sphere I thought would forever light.
As the light dims, my path to freedom vanishes before my eyes.

It’s astonishing
How I believed my lies,
How I allowed myself to crumble,
How my death brought life
How, like a phoenix, I rose from the ashes.
They watch as GOD’S grace lifts me up
They dare not utter a single word as my presence renders them powerless
Speechless
As I stand before them
Fearless
Shameless.
I found my home.

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