Lost

I’ve lost myself along the years

Within the people that I’ve known

Amongst my hardships and my fears

And all the things that I’ve been shown

I’ve lost myself in everyday

Along the streets that I have walked

In good and bad, in every way

And every conversation talked

I’ve lost myself in women’s beds

Behind the scenes of my life’s sets

And thus within emotions fed

While boldly making lover’s bets

I’ve lost myself in mellow tune

In my boredom and in fun

And in discoveries made too soon

Along the miles that I have run

I’ve lost myself in dollars spent

In rivers paddled, oceans crossed

In misfortunes I could not prevent

In every memory that I’ve tossed

I’ve lost myself in many places

In smiles, in frowns, in laughs and cries

And amongst my peoples’ faces

Deep within a billion eyes

I’ve lost myself within this room

In every sound I’ve heard

And every thought that I now groom

Even in my spoken word

I’ve lost myself in my lament

Beneath all stones I’ve left unturned

In actions done with ill intent

In people shunned and people scorned

I’ve lost myself in hands I’ve lent

And in those that I shook

In every dream that I have dreamt

Within the pages of a book

I’ve lost myself in my possessions

And upon the lips I’ve kissed

Within my longing soul’s recessions

And chances that I’ve missed

I’ve lost myself in knowledge gained

And deep within my own desires

Within potential I’ve restrained

In sparks that lit my inner fires

I’ve lost myself in journeys taken

And in those begun

Along the paths that I’ve forsaken

In battles lost and wars I’ve won

Whether through my greatest sorrow

Or even love’s sweet voice

I know I’ll lose myself tomorrow

My heart regrets but not one choice

© José V. Guerra Awe