Lonley Wanderer

I stare you down
Confused wanderer
You know of your past
A lingering remembrance
But so do I

And with all this knowledge what have we left?
But journey on, as stray hearts do
Hoping to find solace
A form of salve for our pain

We cannot heal the wound
There long before we found ourselves

Sometimes your path crosses mine
A glance of recognition
A moment of knowing
A single catch of the eye, reveals too much

Where you will travel
I do not know
Spinning orbs about each other
We may not go far
Unsealed wound
Their breeders choose to disregard
It knows of the pain
Somehow they both carry on