Finding Me Poem by Hauwa Nuhu Poloma

Where did you come from? A land unknown, a faraway place? I am left to wonder. You won’t tell me today, nor tomorrow, not even in the ever after yet to come.
In my own delusion a private hell I built. The monsters preyed on me day and night, never a moment of peace had I.
I kept digging deeper into this labyrinth hoping to find the proverbial pot of gold that I knew was not in existence in any dimension of reality.
I was my own captain, a pirate, vagabond of dreams, sailing away in search of a mystical treasure buried on an island enchanted by my nightmares.
I was on my journey to this island when you stumbled upon me. Or was it fate? Did it destine our stars to cross? Or was I your pot of gold?
Were you chasing me as I disappeared like a rainbow, did you patiently wait in hope that I would show after every rainfall?
What was it like this journey? Did you cross the seven seas and seven hills? Did you meet the hidden mythical beasts? Did you ride a winged unicorn?
I want to know, what it was like finding me.