there was no reason to fall,
to pretend you forgot
who you were, what you are,
except for the labyrinth
you created in your mind
where you find yourself now.
you asked for help,
but what use are directions
if your compass is broken?
do you hear
the distant rumble of the ocean?
vibrating without and within?
these are precious memories,
nothing mysterious,
the call of home.
isolation is what you believe,
but you were lead astray.
what is out there is in here also.
sit still, try to listen.
then retrace your steps.
i know you can find your way.