The days blend together,
merging into weeks and months...

As the sun dips slowly,
sunset burns through the sky...

I've long wandered and searched,
The dark shrouded caverns of my head...

Just as a quick note, the poem is written in five...
Violin Shall {we} Dance...

There are two people in me.
Two voices inside my head...

I saw you
through the fog...

I am finally in my quiet room,
The mask of strength put aside...

Where to plant, I cannot guess,
these tired, wayward feet...

A shadow has come to stay with me,
Crawling and clawing into my bed at night...

As you speak those words
I wonder...

Where are you, Love?
I cannot see your face...

Where can I go,
when I want to spread wings and fly away...