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July 16, 2007

Wandering Alone

the day is over; the people gone.
I sit her in my lonely chair,
wondering why emotion flairs
only to subside after loosing its bond.

it is not that I am unhappy;
I am perfectly content.
but I look around and see little
to guide me hence.

I want to say the sun has set
but outside it still shines down bright;
its rays reveal my thoughts' lies.
wandering this world alone,
it's easy to forget what holds meaning.
yet that does not mean the meaning is gone,
that does not mean that one is alone.

and so I live for tomorrow,
the day the people will return.
until then, what meaning can I find
except that which reminds me of them?

Posted by Trevor Savage at July 16, 2007 4:42 PM


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