andreya

what am i doing?
i'm so lost.
where am i going?
i look,
but i can't find
i run,
but cannot hide.
i'm stunned by the
sights and the sounds
of the night.

as rivers are flowing
i'm standing still
bracing myself
against the current

there's no need to rhyme
no need to have form
there's just something inside
i've got to let go of

i wrote you a letter
i wrote you a song
i sang you a lullaby
i made you a home

you kissed me good night
you read me a poem
you vanished from sight
and i'm still alone