Why…

NB: From A strange man in a strange land

Here I am alone again
Staring at the sky so High
Dreaming about times since gone
Times that have long since died

Shedding tears of silence
And Crying all alone
Wonder why the world has changed
Why those I love are gone.

The places that were
Are now piles of stone
Those I knew are old and worn
Days are becoming so very still,
As if the worlds no longer turning.

Each day feels more and more strange
I find myself talking more about what was
Distancing myself from the reality around
Watching friend faces pass

I am afraid I will be the last
And that fear is eating me away
Should I die? Is a question I ponder.
Or should I wait for the day.

Then as my angel slowly leaves
I feel inside so empty
With tears I bid my goodbye
And what tied me is no more
This world feels tired

Theres nothing now from the world I knew
Nothing that brings a smile
No reason for my being
Existence feels futile

So into the sea I walk
Unknown is my fate
Yet I pray that when I wake
Familiar faces and place greet me safe

I pray I will no longer be alone
And can finally rest in peace
No longer an creature in a strange land
But a man who is home at last.

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