I often find myself Stranded in the forgotten past, searching for another way. Send my apologies, to those that wait for me. Tell them my heart and soul have separated. Now I'm trekking on foot through the burning sand. I am searching for tomorrow through the lens of my past, time has now disappeared it must be waiting on the other side. Watching me lose myself As I drown in my dissatisfaction. All I know for now is that, I'll escape my regrets some way but not this time, not today.