I’m lost,in my head, no direction.
Living hopelessly with no aspirations.
My heart has a lump of no clarification.
My pen dried out with no inspiration.
I feel a void that nothing can fill.
A hunger no food can satiate.
A thirst that no amount of water can quench.
A wound that no amount of time can heal.
In an abyss my hand stretches to reach,
For everything meant for me.
I’m a rabbit in a hole I didn’t dig.
I keep on crying for help, someone please hear my plea.
In a dilemma nowhere to go from here.
It all feels like I’m knocking on heaven’s door.
One knock away to my freedom but with my words comes wisdom.
To challenge every decision with precision.
Wanja's Poetry 