Elucidating Questions

I continue to wait out the end of the day

As it fades away into the next one

My last solid memory

Of being told to go away

It’s all I have it’s the last thing I heard someone say

Is it only a joke?

This loneliness

Do you laugh at me?

Mock me as I watch people

They so often travel in groups

What is it like?

Having a companion?

A friend

Someone who includes you in their social life

What

What is a social life?

The ground is stained white I am already mourning it

I wish it could stay,

But I know

She will be gone and I will be alone again

I don’t want to survive I want to live

I want to live not get by

I want to feel alive

But most days I don’t

I move from place to place

Places where past me promised others I would be

And then I return home

Please don’t make me tell you what happens at home