Lost

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.