Beautiful minds seem to always get lost
They wander through dreams and memories long expired
And can't find the way out when they have not a thing to desire
Like jotted ink in the rain
Their promises run away from their mind
And they get lost in a loop that they think of as life

It may seem pointless now
It may do for a while
It may hurt so much
Until you can no longer feel
But it will change
Your fears will become strengths
And once your beautiful minds have found their way out
You can live your life again
And never give up

When she died
I thought I’d lost her
I hadn’t
I’d lost myself
Shattered in the blast
And I’m still searching
Occasionally I’ll find a broken piece of me
Some of them are not so pretty
They’re shamed deep with my failures
Stained with regret
I do my best to wash them
Before I put them back