I Get Lost Poem by Patti Masterman

I get lost; I'm lost again in my mind,
Lose track of days and lose count of time;
Waiting for the gods to send me a sign-
Cause running ahead only leaves me behind.

I get lost; the dead come out of their graves
To remind me they were never content;
As I wrote their souls out, to try and save
Their minds; or find where they had went.

I get lost; nothing fits a thing that's left,
I have two Mondays for every Sunday;
Can't make a full week, the calendar's bereft;
Just hope my own soul appears some day.

(written to One God Dub - Kaya Project/Dubsahara Mix)