She may be wandering

and wondering forever.

A horrible thought, lonely, alone, stuck.

She may be wandering forever.

She calls and stops. She was once there.

A friend, around. Amidst the fog. Around.

I wish her well. I hate her thoughts.

She may be wondering forever.

Time passes. Days like minutes. Years too.

Counting down, counting up, waiting.

She may be wandering

and wondering forever.

She may be lost.
Forever.