Unnamed and 'Missing man'

I wrote this one quite late at night, and have only a vague idea of what i'm on about.. Please comment if you have an idea about it though!

I want to describe something which is indescribable.

I want to feel something i don't even understand.

I wish for words that mean an understanding,

for words that dissapate the fog,

but how to start a process whose foundling,

has no figure, shape, shrouded they are. In

the works of their own doing, lost they are, In

what we fail to grasp a hold of.

Alone they are. Alongside us.

Unsure of what they created, brought to life,

What they all can stop.

But we will wallow, stumble, and fall,

grasp and pull ourselves tall.

over and over.

Until everyone has gone through it, and yet again,

We start over.

This one makes more sense.. Its the same day, so i thought i'd put them in the same post.

Missing Man

I need to know him.

When the ground turns beneath my feet,

and my mind is lost on a whim,

I need to know him.

The man who will be mine.

Who I will love, so much.

The man who'll lighten this time,

where i have lost my clutch.

Childish are those thoughts.

Brimming with hope,

but not everything is as scheduled as hawks.

hope i have, freedom i own,

yet i need to bring you home.

Written - 12/12/11