Wandering
It feels as through I just wander.
Listlessly through this world.
Without a thought, then they pour in.
Just like life, the water, covers me.
I cry, though. Without the thoughts I wouldn't live.
Life no meaning. I would just wander.
But still I am wandering, only with thoughts
Not without them.
Just without you.
my friend.
I am wandering.
maybe we wander together.
and will pass in the night.
Yet I hold no hope for that.
I realize your gone.
Yet hope inside.
your not.
that you are out wandering
like me.
Quiet thoughts, screaming in your head.
tears streaming from your cheeks.
Like mine, looking, searching.
wandering.
I will find you, I will cry with you.
Or I will cry alone.
As I am wandering.
Hoping to find you.
Wandering.
for my Cory
Cory Alexander Edwards
March 17th 1980- May 27th 2002
Written on June 13th 2002
