Lost?

Lost?

By Ivy Janes

I am trapped, within a maze 


I’ve been within these halls for as long as I can remember,

never knowing where I am, nor where I'm going next;

only painfully aware 

that there is no turning back—

but I am not lost.

I turn down hallways

with eyes embedded in their walls, 

staring at me with intent I can never decipher


Treading through corridors

ringing with echoing laughter, whose source I can never identify—

I am not lost.


I enter a hall of mirrors, 

each reflection taunting a new expression 

different from the deep fear I know I feel


I find myself in passageways

where questions echo off the stones around me

but I can never seem to find an answer

only freezing up, paralyzed—

I cannot be lost. 


I take turns at corners others avoid, 

for they know the risks where I never see them

I feel the unknown 

prickling and poking 

and pinching at my skin 

I wade through the dark that haunts each step of my path, 

for that is all there is

and I am scared—

but I am not lost.

I encounter few familiar faces along my winding paths, 

but each I find,

I attempt cautiously to approach

holding onto the fragile hope that one will light up when I near, 

will finally shed some glow on my path

yet those I’ve found remain firmly uncaring narrowing their stony glares until I scamper away

I travel narrow tunnels 

that I swear are closing in, and I find dead ends only by rushing into them—

But I  cannot be lost.

I am not 

I am not 

I am not 

I am not 

I must run fast to show I’m not lost,

move with purpose to prove I know my way

But I don’t, do I?

If I am not lost, why do my halls seem to be

the only ones shrouded in darkness?

Why do I see no one else whose heart 

beats as hard as mine, 

when they come across 

yet another turn into the unknown?—

Maybe I am lost.

I can feel the shame rising

burning my cheeks, and stinging my eyes

Yes, this must be the truth—

I am lost.

I am lost 

I am lost 

I am lost

I am lost

but why? 

Why can’t I find my way? 

I am smart, they all say so

everyone else 

seems to know where they’re going 

when I am left wandering

left wondering where I went wrong

Did they receive a map 

of all this maze’s twists and turns? 

Did I miss some helpful tour

some grand detailed guide?

I am lost 

and it seems I am the only one 

I am lost 

and there is no way around it,

no way out.

A tear slips down my cheek 

falling into the darkness

where I will never see it land 

My feet meet the cold barren ground

again and again, one after the other 

as step by step I move forward 


I clench my fists tight and hold my breath

bracing myself for whatever pain 

lies around the next bend 

Because I am lost 

and that is the best I can do

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