A year as this seemingly was never meant to come.
A passive meld of wait and worry, a snub of a job,
unreturned e-mails lead to calls unreturned.
sites deleted lacking of responce.
unanswered prayers, appointments not met,
even my dreams don't include me - as if I'm walking through like a ghost.
I feel an apperition walked through.
I'd be nothing more than a memory, if someone would remember.
A year as this? perhaps I'm already dead.
