waiting

alone

waisted space in a time of memories

cold

silently waiting, no, not silent, but screaming

waiting for someone to call home

a heart?

a soul? no.

a spirit.

a place to call home

i wander

a lost soul in a symphony of triumph

pride keeps me from living

keeps me from dying

i am still hearted

frozen in a place

where no one should abide

but me

alone

lost

frozen

but am I truely alone?

I feel eyes pressing against my every thought

they pull the trigger

*click*

no use

i have used all the bullets

i am alone

a murder

a friend

a waste of space in a collection of memories

lock me away

burn the key

ashes to ashes, dust to dust

i am the reason my soul wanders the darkest tomb

no longer a name or a person

but an unmarked grave

waiting for another to take my place

an homage of my reflection

goodbye

ill be waiting