Attraversiamo...

Found is where I'm lost...
Lost is where I'm bound...
Simply because I never want to be found...
In this space I commence...
Great sanctuaries...
Peaceful bliss in my pleasantries...
Created out of fantasy...
Journies lead to unkempt sentiments...
My only regrets...
Unfold with uncertainties...
As I forge ahead...
Bottling up the voices...
Overflow with remorse...
Honesty was the alley...
Full of fright...
To my delight...
Obscurity was a lane over...
I look to myself and say...
Attraversiamo...
Slowly and steadily I cross over.