Lost and forgotten
Somewhere along the way
Following the woeful trail
Searching for myself
Took too many wrong turns
Inflicted harm on that desolate road.
As the past haunts me like a spirit
A spirit of pain, a long forgotten soul
Invested in a futureless landscape
Where there are no longer souls
Groping along in the darkness
We suffer…we all suffer.
For those are the ways of this road
And I will never know anything else.
HL October 27th, 2010