As I Stray

Nights were lost Days nevermore to be seen I cannot find the cause I can no more as well dream As my portrayal of life differs So becomes my time to prefer To have no idea what to be after I begin to question if I’m but a human lesser I am if I can ever be A traveller, a drifter, a nobody If I can only remember what I see Yet of moments never a memory Straying and seeping by and by Beholding and withstanding through and through I have a certain truth in decay to deny And I have knowledge I do not know but knew Were nights lost? For yet a coming day to be seen A cure for a cause Perhaps I am once more to dream