Lost Light

Lost Light explores the numbness of growing up, the fading spark of youth, and the longing to feel alive again. A melancholic yet introspective journey through lost dreams and the hope for renewal.

I swore I wouldn't be like this,

An adult numb, devoid of bliss.

Like those I judged, so long ago,

Their inner light, a fading glow.

Now, I'm the same.

A child asleep, then grown-up, here.

No teenage time, no joy, no fear.

Just sudden change, a missing piece,

A hollow ache, that won't decrease.

Where did I go?

I felt it all, the sun, the rain,

The sharp delight, the piercing pain.

Alive and real, in every way,

Now just a shadow, day by day.

An empty form.

I walk and talk, I seem to be,

But something's gone, inside of me.

A hollow space, where fire used to play,

Now just the ashes, cold and gray.

A silent death.

Is this what growing up will do?

Make you feel empty, lost, and blue?

This apathy, this heavy chain,

Is this the future, this the pain?

I need to know.

Will that lost spark, ever come back?

Or am I stuck, on this bleak track?

This empty shell, this weary soul,

Is this the story, to be told?

A chilling thought.

Can embers glow, when buried deep?

Can broken hearts, awaken, leap?

Is it possible, or everything is lie?

Or is that vibrant part, to die?

Forever gone?

Will laughter ring, a happy sound?

Or will this silence, stay around?

My every breath, my every thought,

With nothing felt, and nothing sought?

A haunting fear.

Those stolen years, a vanished dream,

Did all that life, just seem to seem?

Lost in the jump, to being grown,

Or is there hope, yet to be known?

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Elegant rhyming and keen insight here. I can understand the feelings expressed, because I believe this is a common phenomenon. That's not to make light of the situation; it's a painful phase through which we all must pass. If you have not done so, I urge you to develop a spiritual life of some type. Change is inevitable, but the way we face it is up to us.