Lost II

Today I feel lost

But not in a bad way

I can finally create lines into words, Art on a page.

Before my clouded mind wouldn’t think that way

For once it’s clear…and I don’t know if I should rejoice or fear

Thinking clearly is a weird feeling, especially when my heart isn’t feeling

So, is it a bad thing?

Is it like a sense of clarity?

Or is it just the moment in which I’m feeling?

I don’t want to bleed, but I already feel it oozing underneath my skin

I feel it churning this weak heart hidden within

I just want my heart to feel the same as my brain

Because lost is a feeling better than any pain

Because in my loss, my mind searches for something great.

Something better than any clouded sky could create

Nothing silver, nothing gold, nothing extremely valuable

Simply who I am and who I want to be.