The Dark Road

Finding the lost self,

And the truest self,

I embrace her so tightly,

For I fear to lose her,

In the crowds of this world,

And in the chaos of tomorrow,

When the days become harder,

And the nights restless,

In the most confusional time,

I question myself of the void in me,

A voice whispers in the dark,

You will lose yourself again,

As you cannot clutch it with you,

Yet it has to flow in your veins,

With ease even in the dark.