Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?

Where does your mind go when you feel nothing?

What does the day bring when the sun first rises?

What does the moon do to end a crises?

Do you drift back to a memory,

Thought to be gone forever?

Do you fade to a place far away,

Or stay a little closer?

Do you scream and run

Trying to feel some pain?

Or do you sit there alone

And embrace the nothing?

Does the sun stretch her arms,

Warming up for a long day?

Or does she hide behind the clouds

Trying to hide and get away?

Does the moon hide its face

To try to stay away from problems?

Or does it stand out bold and strong

To divert the world’s troubles?

Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?

Where does your mind go when you feel nothing?

What does the day bring when the sun first rises?

What does the moon do to end a crises?