Gone
There is no I in me because I am no longer myself
There is no “we” in team because I am no longer here
I simply stand on the corner ,watching the world go by
I sit here and wonder how I will die
Where have I gone to ?
What have I done ?
Why do I lie here and watch the drums ?
My heart has gone cold for I can love no one
I can’t know anyone either
My mouth gapes open ,looking for words but those words have gone
Where have they gone ?
Oh I do not not know,maybe with the rest of the pain that is now puddles in the snow
This poem is about:
Me