Lost

Lost. I am lost.

Do you know where's the lost and found?

Can you take me there?

Can you help me find myself, again?

Three years of searching and until now, I'm still lost.

I don't know where's my path back home.

Can you be my light in this dark place?

Can you lend me some hands to guide me out of here?

Can you mend this broken soul of mine?

Three years of walking in this lifeless road;

With No name;

No identity;

No purpose.

All this fcking demon that keeping me inside the darkness;

This demons that become my friends at the same time my foe.

Three years of sleeping in this cold pavements of the dark road;

Could you please come and wake me up?

Three years of being broken and trying tot mend myself is so fcking exhausting.

I'm tired of being lost.

Please, help me. Help me, come back to myself.

I don't know who I am anymore.

Who am I? Do you know me?

I don't know myself anymore.

I lost myself while searching for that light.

I am lost.

Please, help me.

(Now try and read it backwards. Because I am still lost.)