Cabin Fever

Lost

12/01/02

I'm not looking back on pages past anymore.
Tomorrow's here and I'm a day behind
so the instructions won't do me any good.
I'm out on my own and away from the world
and today it's safer that way.
A drink from me to you is what I'll take
to sleep with me on this snowstormed night
and when I wake up I'll be in the same place...
the one you forgot to look in.

The daughter of your multimillionth regret sleeps forever now.