First of three, to arise with query,
Make me wander, weak and weary,
I must find it again my long lost mind,
'Cause, I am starting to fall way behind,
Gone in an instant, returning just as fast,
But I still question, how long it will last,
Are you here for good, or gone in an hour?
Running frantically without your power,
No direction, confused and forsaken,
When at last will it all be taken?