I feel myself drifting
Feet stumbling, body numb.
My eyes drift upwards to the stars.
To them I whisper a soft and silent prayer
Beacons of the lost, let me hear your voices again
For the silence has lingered far too long.
I had begged you to take me home
I fell to my knees in desperate pleas
In a time not long past I tried to leave.
A transition, from this world to the next
I had knocked upon on deaths door
But my knock went unanswered
So I turned away
Pushed back into my bounds once again
Set adrift, lost without direction
Stumbling through the masses,from one moment to the next.
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