The Poem of turning point

its ok if you are not at your desk
Just felt like typing some stuffs
I felt a bit lost out of a sudden
did not know why either
tears seems to roll down as i experience some form of pain
i felt linked to you now
and somehow i felt the feelings that u are going thru now
i only know that i felt like crying
not tat i know the exact reason
but the cry seems neccessary
It felt like searching for something
but that was not found
almost close to mourning the death of an object
that seems pretty alive
Tears is all i have to give and all i had
in prepare for it there
time goes on
life goes on
somehow or not
i did not
i left something there
which i want to find
till it then
i am lost
A beam of light
was so strong
but it shone ahead
not my back
could not help me find it back
now i am thinking
wats so wrong
tears still fall
heart still fond
slowly i hope to find upon
my true sight
by my side
is not far
and beyond.