the curious case of how you couldn't find the person staring back
in small glimpses, as time went by, you weren't there at all
like a locket with no picture
your heart was void, where once there was so much
it was stolen and wasted until nothing remained
so you went away clinging to the thought of self-discovery
it didn't do much but make you question who you were at all
you lost yourself in dreams of assurance and because of that you lost me
i was clinging to a thought of my own
the fear of being alone was now here and when it came knocking
i couldn't run to you anymore;
you were the reason it was reality
i faced my demons and found myself when i could lose nothing by letting go
and i hope i got it through your dense skull enough
that when you finally find that shattered part that you couldn't find
i'll be here, waiting
just where you left me.

*i.c.d