You may think I’m weird
For staring
Staring at the wall
The floor
Or that imaginary spot in the air

But I’m not

I’m watching something
Something so much more


A movie

A string of scenes
Of my life
Of what happened
What I wish happened
What I wish didn’t
What I dream will happen
What’s actually going to happen
What I want
What I need
What I’ll have
And what I won’t have

What I could’ve had
What I let go of
What was taken from me

What I’m left with

Left with nothing
Nothing to go for
Nothing to hold on to

I’m trying so hard
To look for something to grab
A reason to keep me hanging on

Keep me
Or I’ll should leave