Losing Myselves

Watching the moon,
Wondering if your doing the same.

The world passes around me,
And I canâ??t find you.

Reaching into the dark blanket of world,
Hoping to clasp a hand.

Any hand at all,
Thatll pull me to safety.

Writing into the thick veins of myself,
Trying to think of anything to make it better.

I cannot find myself,
Trying to clasp any hope of finding my identity again.

I cannot ask for help,
Because my voice is being smothered by the thick quilt blanket of life.

I hope to find myself again,
I lost me when I lost you.