There will be missing pages
in my life
you will not know.
They are the ones that
keep me going
bout times only I shall know.
To share them
would be to let the past escape,
I cannot for it never happened
it was all a mistake.
Like dark shadows
that drown you deep,
lost you are
in places unknown,
faces of people come and go.
You cannot say where you are
just many days
there was a car.
Missing pages
but I'll put them in,
perhaps I'll remember
and you can write them in.