And I’m Lost

 

 

 

And, I’m lost

 

It’s not me

Who is lamenting

On her collapsed body

And her soul

Grieving for a tiny plant

Thirsty.

 

How can I continue

My way, in a day – dark

And sun somewhere

Hidden with the shame

Not being able to break the polluted air

 

When is going to be cleared

The sky

And let me continue my way

To nowhere.

 

Let me have some rest

My feet numb

And I’m lost.

 

Nov. 3, 2018