Lost In The Abyss

By Parisha Kiran Bhatia

At twenty-three, I'm lost at sea,

No compass, no guide to lead me,

I'm drowning in confusion and uncertainty,

As I try to navigate life with such urgency.

My career is a jigsaw puzzle in disguise,

And every move I make feels like a compromise,

I'm struggling to find my purpose, and I realize,

That my lack of direction is my biggest vice.

Romance is a complicated web,

A game that leaves me feeling like a wreck,

I'm constantly searching for love's silhouette,

But every time I try, it's like I'm on a losing bet.

The weight of it all is hard to bear,

As I wonder if anyone else out there,

Is feeling the same way, the same despair,

Or if it's just me and my cross to bear.

I'm lost in the abyss of my own mind,

With no escape or light to find,

I'm a victim of my own design,

And it's a lonely place to unwind.

But I hold on to the hope that someday,

I'll find my way, and everything will be okay,

I'll learn to navigate and not sway,

And find my place in this world, come what may.

For now, I'll take it one day at a time,

And try to find peace amidst the climb,

And hold on to the light that still shines,

For there's still hope in this heart of mine.

By Parisha Kiran Bhatia