Where Are You?
Empty.
In a small room, I reach out to you.
My hand is smacked,
Rejection.
I yell out to you,
No answer.
But I can hear your heart beat,
I yell out louder, and
As the room gets colder
The pace of your heart
Beats. Slower,
I know you're there
I know you can hear me
I know you want to answer
Decline.
Once there was a place
Once there was a time
That you would smile,
At the sound of my voice.
Now you cringe,
Ignore.
I need you,
To open up your ears,
To open up your heart,
To open up your mouth,
Respond.
Despereate for you,
I cry out.
All out of chances,
To make things right
I filter everything
You're around,
Just not for me.
You exist,
Nonexistent.
Where are you?
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