A/N: just a small poem written in the wee hours of the morning
I was here
But now I'm not
Seems I've been forgot
Shadows grow
And shadows fall
In the night don't we all
Here I was
Now gone without a trace
Will anyone be my saving grace
Weeks come
Weeks go
In the clutches of a foe
Spare me
This treacherous pain
Your searching goes in vain
Time rises
Time extends
Do I have any friends
Simple days
Easy lives
That which all strives
Forever gone
Forever lost
But did you know the cost
I was here
But now I'm not
Seems I've been forgot