Where should I look, I’ve lost my mind
Where is that glow in my eyes
They must be hiding with father time
Where is the one I need to find
I need directions, I need a sign
I wonder if this clock will ever chime.
Where are my dreams I need them now
Are they in the ground, or in the clouds
Why can’t I envision what’s beyond this shroud
I know that you claim to be my friend
And you will be with me until the end
But will I ever come to know your love again
I think this is real but I could be wrong
This heart, it sings the same old songs
I’ll take this journey, wont you come along?
It’s almost as if I’m not me at all
Who I am, I cannot recall
Maybe I hit my head too hard on this fall.
Bring me your thoughts, your love, your lies
I’ll take your fears, your strengths, and your cries
Then one day we will have to say goodbye.
If I found my mind what would arise
Could I take my dreams back from the skies
Maybe that glow would come back to my eyes
This poem reads like someone in a fog, not quite able to see forward. Maybe someone in a relationship in the midst of turmoil. I see it as open to multiple interpretations. And it gets you thinking as you read it. Good poem, L&T
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great insight to what has been seen and where did it go? I have felt this way before. Cant wait to read more.