Finding Me Poem by Osama suhail

I am not me today,
I lost myself somewhere.
I am lacking me in mine,
But no one even care.

Everyone is ruling me,
My control is in other's hand.
Lack of me in myself, made me fragile,
Now on my own legs I can't stand.

Sham are the words which I utter,
Fake are the descesions I make.
In this time, full of hardships,
Can anyone help me for god's sake.

From the claws of dark, where I am prisoned,
Several times in a hope I shout,
That one day I'll hear my voice,
But do I want me back? I doubt.

The clamp of claw is getting tight
And dark is gathering all around,
Made up of miseries and sorrows,
It's badly suppressing my sound.

Due to lack of confidence and fear,
The dark, deep inside is getting strength.
I am getting weak and weaker,
Ah! One day it'll make me disappear.

Today I afraid of losing me,
But to whom now I should blame,
When I'm the only culprit,
Who himself blown off his flame.

But still a ray of hope is alive,
And I am not going to give up.
I will find myself anyhow,
Once again on my own I'll stood up.

Still somewhere I'm alive in me,
In the dark, suffering from suffocation,
Waiting for a hand that would drag me out,
A hand made up of love and affection.