coming in closer
and i don’t remember
what the world looked like
when i backed up to see
if you heard me
when i said what
i liked
a voice keeps reaching
my ears are listening
and i can’t remember what it felt like
when i told you stories
you used to remind me
of later in the
interim
and the moments i look back
for someone who used to laugh
and knew what they had
when they had all of me
i come up empty
i come up
empty
i think i might be seen,
all the joys and laughter
and tears and pain
and they swear they are gonna
stay the same
and i’m different somehow someway
but behind them
is a trail of uneasiness
and behind me are hopes
i never knew could be crushed
to pieces so very small that they’d
take my self-esteem crumbling along with them
and what i have to offer
looks like pittance
and what is left of me
is unrecognizable
that i wonder if scattered winds
have blown away
all my reality
entirely
- les’nspired
