Lost without Life
Here was this stranger standing in front of me, yet completely hidden and I standing there not having any idea of what to do. I couldn’t comprehend why he would not come out the shadows. I was beginning to feel this figure knew nothing. He knew absolutely nothing and therefore could not be helped because he did not know how to ask, even when it was staring him right in the face. I stood there for what seemed to be an eternity waiting for him to come out. I felt so helpless in not being able to help him. I wanted nothing more for him to come out so I could see his face and hear his voice. The truth behind it all and just listen to him and help him discover himself. I was lost to him because he was lost to me. There was no one for him not even his shadow for he was just a shadow and I was just a girl standing near the dark waiting to be his friend, his real friend but never receiving his permission for he was too stubborn to see I was truly offering myself to see his world and I being so stubborn to see that he would never allow me to see what his world was truly like.
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