Every single day I wait, For nothing; In my mind. A numb feeling is set in place, Unremovable, and too deep to find. I let the shadows swallow me, So alone is all I know, My hidden face from the world, Too selfless to let it show. But through the muted darkness, I see him fall and fold, Just beyond my touch, Beyond me to be so bold. Instead I let him go, Hoping I did what was right. He was my fulfilling purpose, My only living life. I skipped a page in a missing book, and filled myself with a lie, I told them that I didn’t care, I turned away and never said goodbye. Every single day I wait, For nothing; In my mind. Everyday I look at myself and ask; What have I left behind?
*Everything.
An old poem from January 16th, 2014. For an old friend, Ahkira