Lost

The pitch darkness surrounds me

Grappling in the dark for direction I am

For a sign, a noise, something to hold

Second guessing wears my soul away

Perhaps I should lean back and relax

The darkness is nothing but an illusion

I sheer moment of anxiety to pass

But my heart has another tale to narrate

Totally convinced of the oasis ahead

I am lost so lost in my own desert

With a broken compass, hunger & thirst

Caught up with an anxiety to walk on

But hesitant to move without a map

So tell me my dear, mirage or oasis?

A reality check up, food to my soul

A key I need to chatter so as to identify

The quest to become stirs on deep inside

Repairing the compass to direct my path

So to find an oasis, my soul to find peace