"Okay" I said
There was no mess
No fuss
No anger
Everything was
Fine
On the outside
Inside
Something *broke

Standing before you
I am lost
Surrounded by endless mists
Directionless
My breath becomes gasps
My hands tremble
I stumble forward
But you are gone
Vanished
In the Mists

I want some to talk to

I want someone to hold on to

I want someone to wake up to

I want someone to love

The time went whistling past
Like a train off its tracks
Crashing into Monday
What happened to the weekend?

I once knew a curious child
Questions he had more than a few
I often wonder what happened to that child
Perhaps he starved from questions left unanswered

My soul is incomplete

Day by day I feel it more
Festering like an open sore
A desire deep inside
A truth from which I cannot hide

It is not a wound
It is not a pain
All efforts to heal it
would be in vain

My Soul is incomplete

It is cake without frosting
Adam without Eve
Fries without ketchup
A priest who does not believe

My soul is incomplete

Day by day
I search for you
All I hope is
That you do too
So that when the time comes
That we do meet
No longer will
My soul be *Incomplete