#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
hurt much more then you will ever know
days passed and still upcoming , my mind only wonders and dwell on the what if 'you, were still around',
how different things and my perspective on it all would have been, but instead that thaughts no longer matters because the reality strikes that you gone.
Every day is a struggle to adjust to process the fact that i am alone switching between the life im stuck in and the straight up invention servant.
I wish you were here to help me in my revelation,but i guess this is the journey i must take on my own.