The Lost Soul

THE LOST SOUL

By: J. Sison

Stray in the middle of nowhere,

Where the place is so dark and full of razor-sharp weeds,

A large empty space inside my mind,

It seems my time is out of this world.

That is how I look at myself,

Lost in this reality,

Trying to look for answers,

Grasping for truth,

In search for my true self.

Walking along the dangerous path of my journey,

Where troubles could come to me in that dark and bushy place,

A question suddenly pops out of my mind,

Will I be able to find my way?

Will I be able to conquer my fears?

Will I be able to fight this thing within me?

That bothers me,

Torturing me,

Am I going to find my true self?

Wandering around in the middle of nowhere,

Where doubts of finding my way back home seized me,

An old man came towards me

And asked for water and food, once he had it,

He told me about the journey he had been,

How hard he had traveled,

How long he had spent

Enduring that same dangerous path,

In search for his own true self.

Talking while resting in the middle of nowhere,

With the old man who is on his way home after finding himself in the journey,

Telling me things he experienced,

No matter how hard the road is,

No matter how difficult to cross rivers,

No matter how high the mountains are,

No matter how long the journey is,

You will have the chance

To conquer and find your true self.

So I continued the journey along the middle of nowhere,

Where I left the old man cheering me on with his words of wisdom,

I promised myself one thing for sure,

That no matter how perilous the road is,

No matter how difficult to cross rivers,

No matter how high the mountains are,

No matter how long the journey is,

I will have the chance,

I will conquer and find my true self.