The Space Where Purpose Pauses

I am lost.

Lost between the lines.

Lost between the lifelines.

My world was scripted for years—

show up,

lead the night,

sleep stolen in daylight,

changing one life at a time.

And somewhere along those lifelines,

I wonder—

which moment shifted my path?

Which moment dimmed the spark

I didn’t realize I was losing?

Which moment left me wandering

an ever-changing landscape

where certainty feels borrowed

and purpose feels unfinished?

What am I meant to do now?

Am I meant to keep leading the lifelines—

or am I meant to get lost,

just for a while,

between the lines?