Chasing fragments, lost in kind.
Scattered whispers in my mind,
Where memories once defined.
Through misty veils, I try to see,
Pieces of life that used to be.
Moments drift, like distant dreams,
Leaving traces, hard to seize.
My thoughts, they float like clouds above,
Whispering tales of love and love.
But meaning fades, they slip away,
Leaving fragments of a broken day.
Like grains of sand, they vanish slow,
Dissolving in the ebb and flow.
I struggle hard, to hold them fast,
But their essence slips, they never last.
Amidst the chaos, I feel lost,
Questioning what has been the cost.
Apathy takes over, darkens the light,
Leaving me in a lonely fight.
In this labyrinth of shattered glass,
I seek a truth that will surpass.
Amid the shadows, I keep on,
Searching for memories that are gone.
Perhaps one day, the mist will clear,
Bringing clarity, dispelling fear.
Lost thoughts may find their way to me,
And I can once more, truly be.