the lost and the finding

The words
left.

They went
away, gone for so long.

They're still
gone.

Inside, though,
I feel them start to rise.

They're so
deep.

Exhaustion does that,
strips you of yourself.

You go so long, you
start to shut down
and you get
lost.

Lost?
Inside.

It's so easy to
hide.

You could do it forever.



I will be found.



Love:)

R