I feel so much…

I feel so much, It smothers me. I feel the sunrise in my sleep Wasted times that I may never retake. I feel the sunset in my day to day routine At the pleasure of others for my keep. I feel the tears I shall never weep At the loss of love ones Going going gone. What will become of me when I leave This world for what is beyond I do not know. I know that although I wish to leave a footprint Upon this world, in reality I will be but a whisper Passing upon the wind Only those with the keen sense of self May hear it as it passes by them. I have lived long, granted years beyond my time What have I done to change the days of others. Nothing. If I were a moth I would die in the flame But I am me and so I linger on For no flame can kill what I refuse to show To the world that I view as a circus and the life That I view as a show.

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