Lost

Frantic pacing and restless nights,
Endless spinning and roaming,
They bring the death of dreams.

I run from place to place,
Time to time,
And cannot find you.

I am jealous of the sun,
Of the moon and the stars,
Their light can touch you and I cannot.

I am lost within my choices,
My promises,
My life.

I have a knot in my throat when I read this...thank you for sharing, Aesop.

I hope your loved ones feel your touch when looking at the same sun, moon and stars - and that you feel them close when they do. *hugs*

ohhhhhhhhh just wonderful !

*clearing throat* That was exceptional....I can feel your pain Aesop.

Quote:

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And cannot find you.

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This is my nightmare

Thanks for sharing...your first? I think? This was wonderful.


SB

Aesop another reason it's good to have you back.

Oh, my gosh. Verbalizing some of my fears, too. Thank you for sharing.

Truly wonderful work.

Thank you all for the great comments.:)

wow I can really relate on a personal level, chilling.

Thank you, Aesop. So much.

It's like you read my mind and put them into magical words - wonderful.
~kiss~
Asia
xxx