Thursday, August 20, 2009

LOST

Tired.

I am
tired.

Of this pain
not my
own.

This should be ours
both of us
not just
me.

Why do I feel lost
here in this maze,
you're not here
with me.
Here.

Lost.
I am.
Where are you?
You said you'd stay
But where are you? Lost?

You
are lost.
Lost like me,
but are you tired?

I
am tired.
Tired and scared,
'cause you are gone.

Gone,
to chase
your own dreams.

Me?
I'm here.
Lost.

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