Hours I spend in the solitude of darkness
Wondering where the string of time was severed
Away from my heart and re-sewn for someone else's bliss
To another heart but not a love endeavor
Drifting through time and space
My fate seems to busily wander
Knowing not at what speed or pace
Why now has this been presented? I must ponder
Silently into my wistful dreams I stray
And when I wake, it will indeed be a better day
