If I Lost My Way

A Poem by Dunamis Pneuma

If I lost my way, how would I get back? If I was to be found in a place I did not know, would I be able to find my way out? I am lost. I’ve run into a place that I do not recognize. Who looks back at me is someone I don’t know and the one who stays isn’t someone I trust. But I am here, and I do not know how I find my way home. If I was to find that my heart is a traitor to my soul, how would I get it back? If I was to see that my life was a lie, would that lie ever become the truth? I am lost. I have let a lie become the reality of my life. Nothing I see reminds me of who I used to be, and all I remember are things I’d wish to forget. But I am here, and I don’t know if I can see the way home anymore. If I was to lose my will to try, how would I find it? If I couldn’t find a reason to try, is what is left enough? I am lost. I’ve turned to the dagger that kills me. The blood no longer bothers me, and the life that leaves no longer grasps at me. But I am here, and I don’t know what is home anymore. If I found that my way was taken, would I want it back? If I was to be given the choice, would I be able to choose? I am lost. I have chosen death. Who waits is the one who smiles, and the one who calls is someone I’ve cursed. But I am here, and I don’t want this to be home anymore. If I lost my way, would you help me find my way back?