Lost
I got lost today
looking for myself
no one could find me
I couldn’t find myself
no matter how hard I tried
the mirror is the first place I looked
I looked into the eyes of the person there
but I didn’t trust them
there was something shifty about them
and that smirk seemed malevolent
so I walked away
hoping to maybe find a place
where they would recognize me
or maybe miss me
call out for me
and hearing my name I would know
no one called
only my own voice in my head
that I don’t recognize
the whisper of the leaves
invite me into the trees
the crashing waves of the sea
calling to take me into the deep
the song of the birds
only sounds no words
I wander aimlessly
absorbing what is around me
everything is foreign and familiar
all the roads look the same
these streets have no names
so I guess I’m in good company
except I can’t make a connection
even roads have intersections
every curve is an anticipation
every object a fascination
the bar isn’t set really high
when your baseline is a void
black hole never satisfied
but more importantly
never identified
when there is nothing left
maybe I cave in on myself
finally discover what is me
with reference to nothing else
if there is only me
then it stands to reason
that I should find myself
identified
maybe there will be only darkness
emptiness
I’m afraid
I’ve lost myself
© Ryan J. Pearce 2021
