When Did I Lose You? ? ? Poem by Drunken Mystic

We were walking down the hills
When did I lose your hand
Why did you not hold on tight
Why did I never notice?

Now, darling, you are lost in the wood
I am stuck in the sideways
I would have come searching for you
If you had not struck me down.

All the words, the sound, and fury
Still echoing in my ears
I can't do it anymore
I can bear nothing more.

I never thought we needed last words.
Now that we have none, here it is.
It took me a while, but I learned my lesson
Here is some wishful thinking, may you learn yours.