Path

My path is now unclear... I walk aimlessly through the haze... My legacy of nothing... Only memories of her gaze... I am merely treading water... Pretending not to drown... Always listening for the music... Yet I never hear a sound... This path leads to nowhere... So I may just turn around... Maybe climb up on the ledge, to watch the rushing ground... My compass is broken... Visibility compromised.... I sit where I once stood... Lost and traumatized...