Passing thoughts in you

I find myself slipping
though I have no further to slip
and I see myself dying
though I've had no life to live.
I see the cuts growing
though I can feel no pain
and I know my soul is calling me
though I know it doesn't remain.
I continue too loose myself
though it is no suprise
and as far as I've come by myself
it's like I've already died.
I cannot see beyond passion
though I'm not sure I want to
and I cannot feel beyond love
and I'm starting not to care.

I've found myself
what's left for you to figure out?
I've found myself
how come you are still so full of doubt?
I've found myself.
I've found you.
I've found myself in you.

I am me
tired
alone
thinking of life
yet wanting death
I cannot see past pain
or this constant feeling that plagues me
but I'm starting to see a difference
as I look around to the greater lies
for they are all the truth I need
as I sit here wanting to be with you
as I sit here wishing to be brand new
as I sit here needing no more clues
because I'm sitting here
without you.


-passing poetry
poems maybe.
thoughts yes. they=me. I am them.
look to me. I hold answers.
I am you-