Maybe One Day, If I May Poem by Iris Mista

Is there a right to live
after I have died
what is it I have to give
in the place where I hide

Why is it my dead heart
still smothered in longing
each day again I start
searching for my belonging

Where is that place to rest
for I can be found
and see me at my best
not 10 feet underneath the ground

Why do I still want to find
my own heart and soul
selfishness of an unknown kind
yearning to be a whole

For I am lost, so completely lost
staying alive, each and every day
no matter what it costs
to find me, maybe, one day, if I may

August 15,2013