as the wind squanders your cries   the rain washes away tracks you’ve left   that they could follow to find you      is this your storm?   elements at your fingertips   search is forlorn   you don’t want to be found      as the cave shelters you inside   the rocks cave in blocking you’re exit   there’s no escaping the dark now      is this your tomb?   smiling as you’re caving in   patterned recluse   you’re never to be found      if you’re out there   you’ll never find me   i’m in here, not wasting my life   on pulling you inside   just another gravesite   one more tombstone   words to read over   to pass on by