losing a sense of direction
drives us to a not so sane mind
that feeling penetrating us deep down, resulting,
living life with blind eyes

losing a sense of direction
makes me question my finite life, the guilt
rolls in
how could i question a life given to me?
how could i be so ungrateful?
knowing everyday i should wake up and say thank you

losing a sense of direction
comes with brawls
sleepless nights contemplating on what we could've done/ changed
nostalgia comes crashing down, missing what we already lived
and cant relive

losing a sense of direction
makes us human beings vulnerable and brittle and lackluster
but in all making us stronger in the moment
how we respond to abominable situations
is how we respond to life