My Dear

I know the past is easy to forget,

But I implore you to recall it, recall me.

I'm lost again, dear, the star dust has separated;

Bits and pieces surround the globe, I don't know where to go.

I need that guidance I so greedily took for granted. 

I went to the creek again, dear, 

It was a strange feeling, distant.

I'm growing sick, dear, I fear for the worst.

Dear, please console me before the worst I fear becomes eminent.

Please, my dear, just listen.