Lost

[Sour89]

My mind is a vast expancity in which I am lost
In search of the right path
The right way out
Following what I belive is the light but I may be fooled
It wouldn't be the first time
Hoping to show the eyes that drift around me I know the way to whatever is at the end of the path
Let the light be right
Let the right be right

[aj]

Sometimes fear can hold us back, sometimes it's good and keeps us safe. You just have to take a breath and hold on to hope. Good poem, Sour.