Watching the watcherJune 27, 2019
Quietly watching the watcher
as their life ebbs and flows
by the waist side; wondering if they even know
that their time is squandering,
while their apathy comes and goes
with the seasons.
What is their purpose here?
Where do they find value or meaning?
Void of love, an attempt to avoid the keening.
When loss strikes, grief runs rampant
and the cold fog leaves them freezing
they’re forced to move on.
Once this dragon has been slain
and we’ve counted our losses.
We become stronger, we tighten up the faucet
so we don’t slip or repeat the same mistakes.
With this, we make a promise
and don’t look back again.