Wanderer

Wandering aimlessly in this abyss Lost among the swirling myst Twists and turns keep my time No thought or rhythm to my rhyme Where one is over the other begins Has it started or has it reached it's end The clock stands still silently on the verge Shall there be two or shall two merge Help me find my way past this ache Hurdle with me across the deepest lake Sink into the quickest of sands Hold my breath across barren lands The fierceness in my breaking soul Drags me down the darkest hole Wandering aimlessly in this abyss Lost among the swirling myst