Lost in the Dark

Lost in the Dark

I turn left, turn right; but I have no idea where to go.

Lost, somewhere, I don't know. Stuck in this world unable to move.
Stuck, indecisive, I have to move, but I feel paralyzed. I guess its the fear, stopping any movement. Believing that all that could happen, would happen, would be that I get lost further.

But, which way does a  person go when all that surrounds him is black, emptiness, hollowness and haze that covers up anything other than black that would have otherwise been visible.

No matter how independent you are, when you're lost, all the dependence that you kept locked inside, breaks free and comes flowing out. It is then that you want someone to be there, appear, and  just lead the way. Someone who can hold your hand, squeeze it, make the fear fly away to a distant realm. Lead you to where you want to be or just lead you out of where you don't want to be.

I wish someone was here with me....................

Slowly the haze cleared, a light appeared. I followed it, not caring about going right or left. I walked, I ran, to grab the light. To squeeze it. To get rid of the shadows of fear. To be out so that there is no need to make the decision of turning, to not have to feel indecisive.

I walk out, run, so I don't feel lost anymore.
So that I'm not lost anymore.

I run towards the light that guides me............ 


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