Footsteps drawing near and I peak around the corner,
There’s no one that I know, but the steps are getting closer.
Walking like mindless beings with no words in utterance,
Back and forth we go around, we forgot our purposes.
Love used to fill the room, with hopes of the future,
Now we are getting numb, and that love is my abuser.
The thoughts and all the memories of days of future past,
Oh how we were so dumb to think our fault full love would last.
Bodies of hollowed shells are what we have become,
All because of mixed signals and bad communication.
We fight and it’s like we never was, and now we are no more,
But strangers moving in the dark, with one foot out the door.
One of us must take that step to leave what we have built,
While the other will be left behind to reap all of the guilt.
Moments of sorrow and anguish, tear us up at night,
If only we could try again, we’d let back in the light.
But even in the daytime we are blinded with no spark,
So now we are just floating by, we’re the strangers in the dark.
S.T.
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