I attempted to inhale,
Yet the burdens of this existence
Strangle me daily.
No one to confide in,
Nowhere to discover a path forward.
I tripped,
Life grew overwhelmingly tiresome,
A rat race filled with obstacles,
Deliberately set by destiny,
Accidentally positioned by misguided choices.
Indeed, I stumbled,
As strength deserted me at one point,
No supportive hands to raise me,
Excuses from friends held me low,
Loved ones’ indifference was deeply disheartening.
In the abyss of confusion,
I paused,
Right there, I murmured to myself,
“You are lost to be found.”
Initially sounding hollow,
Through numerous repetitions, I learned
That to attain lasting peace in this tumultuous world,
You must lose yourself
To find yourself.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
Ifedolapo Ogunniyi 