Lost
Lost amongst the memories, even now I can’t escape this place.
You set me free, but I can’t find my home.
Like I’m loose in the middle of a forest, from which there’s no road of path or signs to tell me where I am.
Sometimes shadows catch my eye – I think it’s you, here to help me find my way.
It’s nothing but a waking dream (a nightmare when I realise I’m still without you) .
I’m still here in the forest. Trapped. Blind. I don’t know where to go.
Maybe I just want to watch the shadows – imagining they’re you.
by
Evan Harker
