And while I watch those around me fall,
I wonder what is the point of it all?
Loved by many needed by few,
holding my breath 'till all this is through.
Breath and time,both are tight,
not much left of either to do this right.
So I grit my teeth and power through,
this I do, only for you.
Only for you would I wait to the end,
Waiting patiently always the friend.
But even I can take only so much,
No longer want you,much less your touch.
I wanted you once an age ago,
Pain off loss made time slow.
Now there is nothing else,
Finally free to be myself.
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