Lost & found

I long 

to break this endless crowd,

the voices are 

strangling my breaths,

my identity

floats in the nothingness,

my thoughts 

are obscured,

my fragile heart

longs for freedom;

I wander aimlessly

in this grey world -

in search of colors 

that may add a sparkle

in my dark life.

My feet turns me

on a deserted path

where autumn rules

and silence resides.

My heart rejoices

seeing the empty lanes

for there I found 

my lost voice again..

Image & Prompt Source: A Week for Writing