I am wandering, seems like I've been this way before...
but when I turn to walk back out, someones closed the door.

I'm sure now, that I've been here, and a dread is in my heart...
why, I can't remember, wish this fog I'm in would part.

somewhere in the darkness of my past, I can recall...
someone once I trusted, so completely, gave my all.

off I set, a course to never, share my heart and soul...
and now discover, without a lover, my spirits not quite whole.

and not just lover, like the other, no, a lovers one complete...
when 2 are 1, can't come undone, even death cannot compete.

so thru the mists, I'll journey on, till sunrise on the morrow...
even aimless wanderings, better than, giving in to endless sorrow.

This I like

sadly beautiful write

Beautiful and sad...
Hope you don't mind me adding this response...


~In the mist she stands there.
Frightened by her past.
Wondering if she'll ever, find a love to last.
Then she sees him wandering there, looking so alone.
Reaches out a hand for him, so neither need roam.
No longer shall they wander, lonely among the mist.
Together learn to trust again, and share each others bliss.~

this is beautiful