Each day I struggle to find
A part of me hidden inside
I look and look and find no clue
As to where I am or even who

I scream out her name
In hope she will come back
The girl when she was sane/tame
Her life was still on track

The quest to search the end
I wake from this temporary insanity

Posted by mysticmalison on February 8, 2016 at 12:22 AM | Add a Comment
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