Five months,
since you've walked away,
far off you go into the unclear fog,
is your voice heard still?

No,
it no longers echo around,
not anymore,
your form fades away slowly,
but your shadows,
they linger and it haunts me.

My mind disturbed,
it seeks rest, I have become mindless,
in distraught, I keep searching for you.
Denial floods me,
it fills me with such of despair.

Where did you go?
why wander so far until you cannot return?...