I'm standing on the edge of a pier,
staring off into the distance.

It isn't a thoughtful stare,
and it isn't a longing stare,
it is a stare of which I posses no knowledge of understanding of the world.

It is the type of stare that a mother has after her husband dies.

It is the type of stare that a child has after their parents' die.

It is the type of stare that I have,
after life has passed me by.

After all of my friends and all of my family are gone,
I am left to fend for myself.
So I just stare,
off,
and into the ocean waves.