Man of Lost Ways


Fighting my way

through the haze.

Morning consoling

a man of lost ways.

Blown off course,

throat is hoarse

from calling your name.


There is no place

for the pain.

Tired of lying

about how I stay

this side of sanity,

turns out calamity

has all but washed

me away.


Found my salvation,

lost it in time.

Drown all my sorrows,

woke up from dying.

I felt the moment,

but it wasn’t mine.

Turned my eyes away

from the fading light

into darkness again.



HG – 2021

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