Lost

by Todd Geatz   Mar 9, 2004


How many days are left in ones life?
How many more will I see?
How many days will you be there?
Even though I don't want you to be
You are the reason for my anguish
The reason for my pain
The reason for everything wrong with myself
You are the one to blame
I contracted depression
I got it from you
You gave me this illness
I can not forget you
And why is your image burnt in my brain?
And why is you scent always around?
Why are there so many things that remind me of you
You've left me with a permanent frown
Where are my answers?
Where is my strength?
Where am I?
I seem to have lost myself to this day

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