Lost

Wrote during a difficult time in my life.

Strew like a dandelion upon the wind.
I have lost myself from within.
A vacuous puzzle short a piece.
The perpetual lessoning has yet to cease.
Hopelessly aware that I am unable to find.
My only solace a numbing of the mind.
To remember or forget I have no choice,
With the constant beckoning of tomorrow's voice.