#lostbutmoving

i’m lost. no trace to follow. only fog — whispering, telling me to be still. in the quiet ache of my chest, i don’t know where this path leads. i close my eyes hoping to see more. a voice calls to me from somewhere far — soft, familiar. there is a star trembling on the horizon. but i don’t know if i’ll ever reach it. still, i keep going. even when i don’t know where. still, i keep going. and let the world be silent around me.