This air of happiness falls away, because
it is not real.
The sadness becomes evident on my face and
it engulfs me like flames.
My path shortens.
I feel so empty that I fill myself with anger
and hatred to make myself full.
My path shortens.
It eats at me like a cancer ravaging my soul.
My path shortens.
He pulls me back!!! God, he is so selfish!!
This was my happiness, this was my escape!
And yes, I am alive, in body.
My heart beats the same as it did yesterday.
My chest moves up and down with the rythmic
motions of my lungs
As they breath in and out the same air that
was there yesterday.
But the light is gone.
My path is at an end.
And yet I move on.
So now I have to find my way on my own.
There is no path there to guide me.
I am a wandering child in a desert of my
own demise.
I am alive, but I am not living.
That part of me has died.