lost lost lost.
While a lot of people seem to want to be found they all end up lost.
Walking in a path they deem right.
Running towards a dream where they all seem excited about.
It falls apart, brutally too.
All to early, all too late.
An ongoing cycle of failure and disappointment.
Where does it stop? Where does it end?
Amidst all this, people still look for hope.
Hope in what?
The light? The sky? A place where no one has gone before? Perhaps one is familiar with yet has forgotten.
Where does it lead? Does it actually lead somewhere?
The romantics will continue.
The optimists move forward.
The ones whose hearts have hardened, where do they go?
To ask is a right, to search is for the brave.
Seek and you will find
Ask and you will receive
Knock and the door will be opened.
