Day by Day
Floating down the river of life,
A raft my only shelter,
My clothes my only possessions,
I ponder my predicament.
Did I throw my life away,
Did life throw me away,
Did I lose the life I had,
Did my life change on me?
What happened to the days past,
What happened to my life as it was,
My arms lie empty when they once were full of love,
Thoughts of happiness are now thoughts of survival.
Each day I struggle on,
Each night I sleep crying
for the life i throw it away,
Each breath is like my last,
Each dream is a nightmare.
I feel I have
no face...
no shadow.. no substance
I am meaningless
nothing
a faceless entity
In which even my shadow ignores
I feel I have neither heart nor soul
or else i would have poured it out to
you...
if you had asked..
I feel that the space I take up
Is devoid of my existence
The solitary tear that I shed
Has no cheek upon which to fall