Into the Void
The mists are thick in my eyes.
The Whats I've done and the Wheres I've been
are clouding my present
tainting my future
until I can't see What is now or Where is next.
Stumbling, fumbling, feeling my way
through the endless loops and whorls of Time.
I lose my way
I lose myself
and worst of all,
I fear,
I've lost you too.
And so you see
everything is always falling,
drawn back carelessly into the void.