Lost

Was sitting at the bar one night and wrote this on a napkin. Don't ask.

Lost in Time, wishing
to be found, wait
for me, I won't
wait for you.
Time passes, laughing
at my thought,
at my wishes, taking
my life from me.
Smoke spirals
from my empty
glass, another
lost in the vast
crystal sea encompassed
in the absolute darkness
Time conjured for me.