I walked into the room
Mentally prepared
Invisible walls I erected,
When I knew you’d be there
...
There you are, daydreamer
Sitting on the grass.
Being carried away, gently
On the wings of memories pass’d
...
The fragments of me are falling apart
I find I'm no longer whole
And suddenly it seems I'm struggling
I'm starting to lose control
...
The Stranger
I stumbled across him, somehow
In the midst of the mindless masses
I took his hand and
We walked
And I felt real again.
We talked about everything,
And nothing.
Without noticing,
He restored the pieces of me
Which I thought I’d lost
And then he was gone.