Lost

in the middle of the night, i am here, sat at the center of my bed, where both of my hand lift close to my forehead. i kneel down, not because today is Sunday, not because of the divine that I whisper, but I am lost, in my sins of ungratefulness, in the world that I created, I am lost. and my tears drop. I feel the warmness of my feelings, the pain that i behold and I am lost. To the Lord, I ask, to put me in a cage, where I am surrounded with strong, where I am cuddling with brightness, where I am crawling with rationality and those tears drop heavily, until I realized that I am not alone, where I thought that I am lost, I said Amen at the end of my burden, I said Amen at the end of my prayer, to Lord that always heard, to Lord that always there, so I will never feel the loneliness, in this sphere of greediness .