Friend or Enemy?

A foggy haze named sadness

Invites itself in

Takes the seat closest to mine

I can smell it 

Bitter and musky

I cut it off before it can speak...

I don't wish to converse. 

Don't ask me questions, please...

YES, I am heart broken!

NO, I can't fix things!

YES, I'm aware it's too late!

No...

The doctor says there are no medications for this type of pain. 

No treatments.

Not even a street drug.

Regret is an eternal diagnosis. 

I'll save a seat for you tomorrow.

In Limbo
Acrylic on Canvas
Artist: Kate Hart

Move

Reanimate.

Swallow the failures and journey on.

Limbo is not a place to reside.

Time passes regardless,

Doesn't wait,

Is steady and faithful,

To leave you where you stand,

Not able to care less if you join the movement or not.

Your voice is stale. 

Eyes empty.

I try to look behind to find you.

I'm watching the image of who you were get smaller and smaller.

I have to keep going.

I can't wait for you to live, 

And I can't watch you die.