― Peter Heller
I’m lost
A raindrop on the wind;
I’m so afraid, Love,
And so tired of running.
It’s hard listening
to my soul
Praying
And getting nowhere,
I don't know why
We aren't close—
Our ghosts
Tell each other stories.
...And I don't know why
You’re out there in the night
In despair
And hiding,
On a street
I no longer go,
For fear you will find me.