where have you gone?

Pieces,pieces of my life are gone...washed away in the water that took my son. Where have you gone?

Where does the passion go? i´m asking.  there´s no kindness in your hands. no reaching out for me tonight. you slept facing the wall, and you wanted less than i wanted. i slept facing the wall, but when i met you how did you enter? 

Promises, promises..i´m feeling burned. you taught me a lesson, i didn´t want to learn. why did i come here? please tell me again. why did you ask me? don´t say you forget. i long for, i long for, i long for my home. i long for a land where no man was ever known. 

With no neurosis, and no psychosis, no psychoanalysis, and no sadness. i´ll pick up the pieces, i´ll carry on somehow, tape the broken parts together, limp this love around.