Drifter

Waking up to silence sounds pleasant No footsteps in the hallway No nagging to wake you up No one to acknowledge your existence

No one to say I love you No one to say I’m proud No one to ask if your doing okay When the only footsteps in the hallway are your own When there’s no ringing in the phone When the only voices are from the monotonous hum of the television The echoes of loneliness begin to haunt you They begin to rip you apart slowly but then all at once

My home and heart share the same vacancy Longing and loneliness have become my only reality I’ve found myself trying to fill the void within me A void of forced relationships and intoxicating substance To keep from poisoning those around me My pain is mine and mine alone I have grown it on my own