• As the days go by,
    I think of what I've left behind...
    Friends, love , hate, guilt and pain....
    These are but the few things I've left behind.
    I wait here, thinking of what else will slip form my grasp.
    Some of what I had lost has returned.
    But it just might go again.
    My feelings are a blur inside.
    Everything clashes with one another.
    Reason is lost for me.
    As the days go by,
    I see myself slip away, just a little more.
    Soon, I just might be among the
    things that have been left behind.
    But I must wait and see for myself...
    As the days go by...
    I lost sight of the light I once held...