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Writer's pictureHeather Burkett-Ocasio

"Lonely Path"


I am your ghost.

The shadow of your existence.

You were the light that shone upon me and - now that you are gone - I’m lost in the night – unseen.

I reach and reach and reach…

but only a couple reach back.

And the more I work on not trying so hard,

The more I learn

How little everyone else will try

To bridge the gap.

It’s all me…

or nothing.

And I need to learn to be alone.

I need to learn to stop caring.

To learn to be enough

For myself,

Because I am the only thing promised to me.

Everything and everyone else is fleeting...

Lost to heaven.

Lost to hell.

Lost to their own little world -

A busy place where there is no room for me.

I guess I should understand...

YOU were once my world.

YOU were my everything.

MY busy place.

And it’s only now that you're gone

That I realize how lonely and empty my world can get.

And I’ve juggled the broken promises

And chased the what-ifs.

And please know…

I tried.

Please, please, please know that I gave it my all.

But you can’t get blood from a rock, no matter how hard you try.

So, my Angel and I will walk this path together.

My Angel and I will walk this path alone.

No more invites.

No more calls.

No more effort.

No more outreach.

But I will make sure to make room…

Just in case

Someone else

Should choose to join us along the way.


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