Lost
Drawn within it's midst
Are signs that could be comprehended
The same signs I thought I could interpret
These signs seem to be nothing
They could mean something
Still in these unknown dreams
It's snippet visions of flashback
Clicking like the camera's shutter
Blind sided by the flash
Surrounded by a support swarm of bees
Hope and dream maybe it's own fantasy
Could be the dreams that I thought of
The dreams that I could have wished
A dream that could be a tell all tale
This dream could be just a fantasy
Maybe a fate of it's own destiny
If I could only get it's true impact
This interpretation could be crossroads
A crossroad that could answer it all
It could free me or imprison me
Could be the downfall or success
Maybe an ending with sorrow or joy
Might be answered in my next lifeline
Copyright © Sarah Mutabari | Year Posted 2020
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