Im Still Here
Friends one with whom I shared a drink.
Are now ghosts who haunt my heart dear.
Most left to find that which in life they did thirst.
But with seasons I did remain like some old pillar unable to
move.
Feet planted tears caressing a bitter face hiding
the fact that goodbye had come all to soon.
Cards underneath my door.
Unfamilar faces make me question do I exist anymore.
Old passions destroy new flames.
Nights alone cast shadows.
You find more comfort in dreams
The whiskey that burns is all that reminds.
You haunt this body like a vacant building
most seem to ignore as they pass its once warm
structure.
My soul knows midnight my heart emersed in the
agony of truth.
We yern for warmth in the comfort of pain.
Memories are like scars a prison of the mind.
Greetings from outskirts.
For I am the at home with the left behind.
Like a character in a novle ment to entertain im
lost in the back pages of life.
But if you ever question just turn back in reflection.
For they may have fled but im sill here.
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