Lost

I think I have been lost for a long time,

Still anchored, but unsettlingly empty

As if the contents of my inner world

Have been locked away for safekeeping

And I am wandering endlessly in circles

Trying to find the missing key.

Maybe I am searching in the wrong places

For tiny bursts of illuminated understanding

To fill in the countless gaps left behind

By the certain uncertainty of change.

I think I am looking for objective clues

When what I want the most is peace,

Hoping I will uncover the mystery of life

When all that I need is a warm embrace,

Digging up my past of mistakes and shame

To justify why I deny my tender heart

Of what would make it sing.