I fear it's just begun.
The pain, hurt, loss and love.
All the same the feelings float together,
yet still i remain the same.
Lost i wander and lost i might stay.
As long as i turn from what's real
I shall always stay the same.
Some words might come to me easily
while some struggle to be named.
Some words aren't read and for that
I am doomed to remain the same.
To be lost in the word is to have beauty
that can never be stained.
To read those words means inside
I can always change.
