Lost

I am lost
Amid an ocean of faces
Where my vision
Becomes hazy glimpses.
Familiar shapes and colours
Mixed in a blender
Oddly distorted
Blown up and bloated.
Every step looks ominous
And the paths
that used to be harmless
Is now fraught
With challenges.

I move slowly
Tread purposefully
With a squint
Of concentration.
My world
So bright and cheery
Has suddenly turned
Uncertain and blurry.
Amid helpful suggestions
Chortles and giggles
I finally admit
Life cannot be grappled
Without my spectacles!