Lost and Found

poem about being lost and found

Poem

 

Boots are covered high in mud
Wind running into my skin
Break it down to all that’s bare
I’m looking for a story to be told

Running away from those episodes
Words that kept holding me back
I don’t know if it’s fair to myself
But I have things to prove

Being lost was never an option
Letting go was just an expression
Yet what are we all doing
But trying to find our way?

 

more by NOOR NIJJAR

photograph by Jared Erondu

 

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