Baskadia

ADRIFT

Amidst the shadows, I wander, adrift, A soul in search of a guiding rift. A compass lost in a world unknown, A heart seeking solace, a place to call home. The path before me, shrouded in haze, I stumble through life's intricate maze. Lost in the echoes of whispered fears, Yearning for a light to dry my tears. In the depths of uncertainty, I reside, A puzzle unfinished, a knot hard to untie. A ship on a sea of doubts untamed, Yearning for purpose, to be named. But even in this darkness, a glimmer