The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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@Uootem

i am neither here                                            nor there...
                                    caught in between
                      lost love                and                  futile hope
          nothing is as certain                  as it ought to be
                  with no love to offer its guiding light.
                                                        crystal balls are often clouded
                      the present day is darkened
                    no sunrise...                                    no full moon...

I sit perched on the edge
                                          between
                  lost past                    and              futile future
                          and neither side makes any sense
              sometimes quite the dreamer I
                                            other times confused and forlorn
        what will I do without?                                      what will I be without?
                                  so many question marks confound

I can't go back to where I'm from:
                    toys, candy and frivolous games
                                          are just too much for me
                    love, Life and foolish emotions
                                          are just a lost memory
I can't go where I'm supposed to:
                    if I were to see you again
                                          I wouldn't know what to say...

So I'll sit in infinite emptiness
                  and scribble another word or two
                                                            hoping to find you
in between the lines.