Title Don'T Matter

She is easily gone. God given pain. Normal to all. They tell me it will be ok. I don't hurt for her. My son hurts the same. I sit at the bar. Slow motion in time. I sit perfectly still, positive i'm watching people die. I think i'm different, but i don't know why. The voice is quite when it speaks. Nothing is different. You are a lie. I'm slipping easily. Silk when spoken of. I'm drastic at the cornerstone, And i never build on love. I'm looking at those who are shy and calm. They sit alone and wait for their song. You can see their eyes melt when attention is paid. They are like me. We wait for our day.