Tomorrowless

Here is the land of no tomorrow just left of yesterdays dreams what have i found as a treasure as a measure of my life. My feet seem set on an aimless path that cannot lead where i would go the wind murmurers wisely but speaks not of what i would know Is there no more of me? if a signpost said find me here would anyone look for my door Is my life so hidden away if I can not find myself will I be eternally lost