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What have I lost

Today I look back and decide to assess
I enlist all what I have lost in the process
Ending up in a lacuna is a possibility
Or I may convert this void into an opportunity

All the love and all the pride
All the tears I have cried
From being broken to holding together
I have lost my innocent forever

Setting the world ablaze
Staring into the flame to daze
Thoughts got hardwired and fixated
I have lost my emotions and got manipulated

Realism was at its peak
Imagination was ailing weak
In search of truth, facts and theories
I have lost the dreams and made them memories

In the process I held on to my hope
Tightened the grip to faith at the slope
Kept the fire alive and stood tall after the fall
Losing a few traits was not awful after all

I am the face of trust
I am an icon of shine in the rust
I am the lighthouse for those who are lost
Happy to lose for social benefit's cost



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