Stranger...

I am a stranger

While you can, remind me who I am

I search for me when I can

To know more, sometimes less

I saw a part of me run down a tunnel

I know not when..

I am a stranger

I look for me every now and then

Hoping to find the part I lost

Stumbling unseen down the tunnel

I peeked in every time to pen

Lost key....

Rummaging my attic

I found a lost key

That had just lain there static

Through all the years I was born to see

It looked ancient

And yet in the light shone

A brooding darkness that was patient

Through every tragedy it had borne