Soul Searching

Completely lost.

Amid a forest of differences, I am lost.
I lost my dreams.
I lost the joy.
I lost track of who I am.

I am losing my worth - my value.

Inside a lone body are personalities
frolicly hollering to escape.
In this very sole body is an oasis of
numbing confusion penetrating my peace.

At times, I would laugh all day;
enjoying the company of interaction.
Sometimes, I would quietly spend my day,
inside my room, silently blooming alone.

And it is enormously exhausting.

Day by day, torturing yourself
with how-to thoughts,
overthinking,
feeling emptiness - all is killing me, and
I am dying.
Inside, I am torn.
I am dying.

I am complex, too complex that I can handle
myself no more - I am doomed.
Who am I? Who are you? What are we?
Curiosity had me questioned my purpose.

Purpose.
The sole driving force of living.
I am losing value - I am losing my purpose.
I am living for some reasons, yet
for some reasons I cannot live.

Light me like a candle losing its flames.
Paint me with vibrant colors turning a
gloomy landscape into a colorful abstract.

A colorful abstract -
can be seen but hard to comprehend;
yet there will be a person whom would
appreciate its difficulty.

Life is a journey of finding yourself;
your place in this huge ball of complexities.
Finding yourself can't be done alone.
You are lost, someone shall find you.

- 2Pen