There is a form of missing you that I have not achieved yet
I have reached the stage of mediocrity
Or perhaps a feeling of indifference
I still fear old locations that once meant something
Nothing scares me more than the future
Nothing scares me more than knowing I'm not supposed to be here
But intimidation is only a cheap tactic I've used against me
How many more poems do I write about healing or moving on
Before I actually do something for it?
It's time I start moving on
It's time I feel something for once
Rather than just gaze lazily into a void of nothing
So that I become nothing