Wasting my life spinning circles; lost in the void.
Never quite sure, am I lost or is this all?
Searching blindly in the abyss for any sign of relief.
In my darkest hour, she saves me from the fall.
A shining beacon beckoning me in the night.
The star that guides me back to life.
She’s my navigation; my guiding light.
Feckless words fail to illustrate my despair in her absence.