Can there be a time when you’re so lost that your presence can’t be found……
I mean ya… not the case of Lost in thought… those we’ve all had and have been castigated by our teachers at least once during our lifetimes…. Even the geeks have been lost in some thought even if it was yet another numerical they were solving in their head during English class and had to be hauled back to life/senses… back to the lit. class. Point being, all of us have been lost like that and I definitely didn’t mean this lost…..
And yes I don’t mean the lost like the “The Lost” sit com where you’re lost in some geographical unit of the world like an island waiting to be found or the Tundra and Alaska where there’s a saying that once you’re lost.. You might never be found…..
I mean, can there actually be a time in life where your own presence can’t be found… even by you… where you feel completely lost to things around you and there seems no way that can turn around things… there seems no way that can lead to an opening…a ray of light.. A solution….. Where the only solution that could and is available to you in fact might get you in a deeper black hole…..
Can you ever be so detached and clueless where you seek for the company of people…. Where your privacy and you solitariness threatens you and you go looking for the comforting company of your most trusted and loved ones and in fact that turns out to unnerve you further…. Where someone is so close to you… is your hope and an expression to your emotion but still is so far away… so distant…so not there sitting 2 inches away from you…. You’re left completely baffled at now what….
Can you be so falsified and dissimulated by your own self where you lose track of your own senses….
I mean like you lose track of your own hunger…. Where you feel hungry, then in matter of few minutes you don’t …. And in case you do end up eating you’re so distorted that nothing seems compatible or palatable to your taste buds… nothing no pizza… no pasta… no butter chicken… you just end up eating little coz you know its imperative….
Where any/ all music on your drives and disks somehow stops making sense and sounds cacophonous and the peace and quite also irritates you…
Can you ever be so Unacquainted with your own self…..
I thought not…. But I guess Yes…….
How lost is lost
How lost is found…..
How what was found was lost….
An emotion
A soul
A heart
A break
A person who’s fake
A journey we didn’t take
A life we could not make
Things that matter
Emotions/moments to gather
