May 2nd, 2002

anyone home?

days go on and i start to drift
finding my way home through the mist
i imagine her face
i imagine her kiss
she was once in my arms telling me how our love would last
now my arms feel empty
my heart is hungry
but it’s time to fast
i walk through my daze with a purpose of pushing on
gotta remain positive
have to be strong
but my best friend is gone
and i’m left trying to get along