I still feel lost sometimes,
I feel like I do not know the right path to take.
There are so many options,
Left, right, up and down.
North, east, south and west.
Between forwards and backwards; I find myself in an endless cycle.
Two steps forward and two steps back,
Going nowhere.
Sat in a silent room – it feels so loud,
So overwhelming,
So,
Dense.
Looking for an exit or an entrance,
But these doors lead to the same room.
That same dark, silent room.
Alone.