Lost

There are lines
Words, poetry and prose
Text, context and meaning
Angst, agony and anguish
All leading to one
Simple conclusion
What do I look for
Where I am
Where will I reach
One step ahead
I don't know
One Step behind
Is the line stepped
Can't see
Can't feel
Too much to say
Too much to do
Yet nothing said
Yet nothing done
On that lonely seashore
There are lines
Words, poetry and prose
Angst, anguish and agony
Text, context and meaning
Too much to say
Too much to do
Yet nothing said
Yet nothing done
In all those contexts
And meanings and words
And ambitions and expectations
There is nothing to be said
And nothing to be done
All that energy
All those ideas
All that hope
Evrything seems lost