what becomes of the now?

walked by me and spoke

however the message went without words

silent and withdrawn and wonders ran

through me like a track meet and i was swimming

in a puddle of my own tears and dried up nothing was certain

quickly i dashed and ran toward my own soul

whom and where was i suppose to go

nothing was made cleared and all appeared foggy

darkness and shadows danced over thy sunshine

glasses hid emotions and emotions covered

what i didn't want my eyes to say