how im struck with such a sadness
to hear you say my name once again;
formerly so lively and colourful, gently murmured
now uttered as though you would with a black and white passerby
and it appears we're under a blue moon
because i can't seem to recognize you

hello
it's been a while since we've talked
you let me become a stranger
another face on a milk carton
helpless and sad; a lost soul
hello
it's been a while since we talked
i heard you went to my funeral
where they buried who i used to be
hello
a introduction; a greeting but
you let my hello turned strangled.
hello scratched through my dry throat and
when it finally pushed past my cracked lips
hello
sounded far too much like
help