Lost and Found
It’s cold.
Darkness has found me.
Lost, afraid, misguiding myself.
Driven towards faint lights in the distance.
There.
Led astray, I cannot find my way.
Broken steps on uneven pavement
Towards the promise of a warm embrace.
Despair.
Where to go from here?
For though I’ve reached the source
The once bright, distant lamp has dimmed.
Again.
Again.
I search for the next light.
Leaving a piece of myself behind
A tribute to be freed from this endless night.
When?
Will I face the truth?
That every faraway gleam
Is a new false promise I make with myself.
Break.
Back to the foundation.
A new path in the darkness
Undisturbed by the beckoning glow.
It’s cold.
And I wander.