listless

I wish you could see what I see From this dark hall, which is empty I am standing on the shore And in the back of my own mind The other me sits, weeping I can see her, I can feel her But she is buried beneath the sea I am breathing with no pulse I am seeing with no eyes When they call, I am not there And I am listlessly wavering to and fro’ Listless Listless Here, yet there There, yet here With, without Somewhere, nowhere A little south of sanity A little east of serenity Don’t stop calling Don’t stop reaching At a moment’s notice, I may return Bringing with me many stories Of places near and far away In hopes that all I’ve lost, will be regained someday.