The lost me…

A grey morning,
after a cold night’s gloom
tired eyes searched the skies for joy,
as confused buds refused to bloom…

The mind started to ponder
as time glided by , unseen
and life seems not the same anymore,
like it has always been…

Like the dying embers,
emotions drift to an unnamed eternity
as I searched around the corners, dreams and people
to find again , the lost me…