Lost Traveller
The one that got deep.
No one ever sees who and what I am. For I belong to the night, to shadows, to things unseen; The world of curves and strings and little shiny things. I do not belong among humans for I am not one. Free me from my earthly bounds Let me find my home. Though I do not know where that is Or even if such a thing exists I am older than the universe; And the beginning of time itself Something nameless, something ethereal. I am ju...