Lost

Upon waking
I have a sense of being lost
of sleeping in a bed that isn’t mine
in a house I don’t belong
in a city I do not recognize
In the mirror I see a face
a face vaguely familiar
yet to which I cannot place a name
I live a life
which like an unfamiliar journey
has no set or marked path
Who am I?
Just a face in the mirror?
Where am I going
that I should have so much trouble getting there?
What is it that I want
that I should even bother going?