You've seem to have vanished
I guess I'll have to manage
Gone ,with a trace
A path
You took, - in hopes I'd follow your lead.
I stand, looking ahead
Should I stay?, -Should I go?
A pain grew within my head...
A pull,- tugs away at my heart....
roaring winds, swept in from above
The path,- that once led to me, once led to he
    Leaves fall,- covering
    what, he had left for me...
What's now become
      a distant memory.




© Phoenix