The Little Search
And when I stepped down from the bed,
I could feel my feet no more.
Like everything else,it felt dead
Just a little too sore.
And I staggered towards nothingness,
Looking for things you had left behind.
My hands groping in the dark
Seeking the treasure I needed to find.
For I had read somewhere
That there my heart will also be
But I have been searching in vain,
And now,in the dark,I can no longer see.