Shadows and dust gather at my feet,
remnants of better days.
I call out into empty spaces,
only echos reach my ears.
I close my eyes,
feel the fluttering beat of my heart,
searching for..something, anything.
Perhaps for the sound of two hearts
beating as one.
But those days are gone.
Gone, gone, gone.
I am alone in the in between spaces,
those places that blur the line between
reality and memory.
I try to crawl back to where I have been,
but I am cast out, unwanted, just another sin
to be used and forgotten.
Lost in these spaces, cannot get back.
Don’t think I want to come back.